Lilly

“I think you and Bastian should stay close over the next couple of days.”

“Do you?” I mumble to Toby without looking at him.

I woke up from my two-day coma an hour ago, and now I want out of here. Toby has no explanation of why both Bastian and I reacted so badly, but I know I’ll find an answer soon enough.

Toby has checked me over, and though I’m not one hundred per cent, I’m okay for now. My heat isn’t over yet, but I can’t stay in this bed any longer.

I won’t stay near Bastian like he’s my damn shadow, either. If the heat picks up again, I’ll hold the piece of shits hand, in full view of my parents, of course. I will not have sex with him, no matter what.

Bastian woke five minutes after I did, but neither of us has spoken. I don’t want to talk to him; I have places to be, meaning I need to see