Eden’s POV

I wake slowly, in peace, but also in pain. I can spot the wounds on my body purely by the throbbing aches that dot my body all over. I rub my eyes and regret it instantly, my cheek pulsing from the small touch I put there.

Looking around the familiar bed, I spot a few unfamiliar spaces next to me. Ryder isn’t beside me, and Dante isn’t behind me. The last thing I recall was Asher finally convincing me to give up where the estate was, but I never ...