**Arena

I woke up in the middle of the night, not quite knowing why. I blinked into the darkness a moment, then groaned and rolled over onto Mateo’s side of the bed, breathing in his scent on his pillow.

Another sound had me peeling one sleep-sealed eye open. I sat up and stared into the darkness again, sniffing the air.

A hand clamped over my mouth, and I let out a muffled scream.

“Shh,” Felix whispered in my ear. “They’re ...