Hunter’s POV

I couldn’t sleep. Third night in a row.

Finding those pill keep running through my mind like groundhog day. I didn’t know what to believe and how to react. Things had been tense between us ever since.

I stared at the ceiling, moonlight casting shadows across the room. Helena slept soundly beside me, her back turned, as distant in sleep as she’d become in our waking hours.

Last night she’d tried again. Silk negligee, candles, her mouth on my neck. I’d wanted to ...