ZEVRAN ILVANE POV

I gasped awake, sweat clinging to my skin like a second layer as I shot upright.

Fuck! It was the same nightmare all over again, and just like before, I couldn't recall a damn thing.

My chest tightened, the ache gnawing deeper the longer I sat still, as if something inside me was clawing to get out.

Groaning, I dragged both hands through my hair, my fingers digging into my scalp as I leaned back and tried to work out the tension in my neck.

When the hell was this all ...