C56 Chapter 56

Melia’s pov

My lashes were heavy as they fluttered open, the scent of leather and musk, and a familiar warmth pressing against my cheek. My mind, slowly beginning to piece together the fragments of consciousness.

Bastian’s arms were around me, his grip tight yet gentle, like he was holding on to something precious. His dark eyes were focused ahead, but I could feel the tension in his body