Ember Frost’s POV

Now it was Orion’s turn to face me, and I felt a sudden urge to hide.

“Hey, don’t do this! You need some fresh air,” he said, reaching for the blanket cocoon I’d wrapped around myself.

I recoiled, trying to inch away. “No… just leave me here for now,” I mumbled, dragging myself to the far side of the bed. “I… I can’t face you yet. Please, don’t make me!”

Orion paused, the tension in his shoulders softening. He crouched by the edge of the bed, ...