MAYA'S POV

"Morien, Miles." I whisper their names, tapping them awake since they are the closest to me. They are too deep into their sleep to respond. I squeeze my body, trying to roll out, but Miles hangs around my waist, tightens. He won't let me go anywhere.

"Maddox..." I strain my neck, and whisper to Maddox who is sleeping at the far end of the bed. He can't hear me, either.

Outside, the knocking grows persistent. The door knob turns. The prince is about to walk in, and I don't ...