Zeph's POV
I don't know how long I was out but I struggled to blink my eyes open, my head is pounding like someone took a sledgehammer to my skull.
Everything is blurry and my mouth tastes like chemicals. I realize I'm lying on a bed in what looks like Kestrel's dorm room. Soft arms are wrapped around me from behind and I sigh in relief, thinking she came back. Thank the goddess she's here. I need to explain everything, and I need to make her understand that I was only trying to protect her.
I turn over slowly, my body feeling heavy and sluggish. "Baby," I murmur, my voice rough. "You got me so worried. I've been looking everywhere for you."
But the moment I focus on the face next to mine, my blood runs cold. It's not my red haired girl. It's not Kestrel's beautiful face and bright ey
