Jolie POV

I woke up in paradise.

The bed is enormous, with sheets softer than anything I've ever felt. Sunlight streams through floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating a room that's bigger than the entire apartment I shared with three other pack members back home.

For a moment, I forget where I am. Then reality crashes back to the crash, the rescue, Ryder's possessive words claiming me as his.

My ribs ache when I sit up, and the bandage on my forehead pulls tight. But I'm alive and free, which ...