Lena’s POV

I opened my bleary eyes to check out my surroundings. Even in my dazed state, I was aware of being carried out of the hellhole by someone warm and gigantic. Although I was too weak to open my eyes and see him, I knew his scent, even with my eyes closed. I could hear his deep, rumbling voice comforting me. It confused me a lot. Why was he saving me when he was the one responsible for my condition?

I could feel him laying me down on the bed like he had done before. It was the same ...