Elle's whole body jerked awake, and for a moment she had no idea where she was. She blinked in the darkness, turning her head to see Mias’ face just inches from hers. He lay on his stomach, one arm draped over her waist, his snores a deep hum in the back of his throat.
Elle sighed, throwing the sheets off her upper body to allow fresh air to lick her nightmare-dampened skin. Whatever had plagued her dreams had evaporated the moment she opened her eyes, and as she lay trembling in the darkness she could not remember a single detail.
I can imagine, Elle thought with a shiver. Elias.
She shoved the image of his sneering face from her mind as the pounding of her heart subsided. She was relieved that she didn’t remember her haunting dreams. After all, the reality had been bad enough.
Several months had gone by since her ordeal with Mias’ twin, yet the passing of time brought her no comfort. Knowing that Elias was out there somewhere, perhaps plotting against