Serena’s POV
I sighed, resigning myself to my current predicament. There was no getting out of Damien’s grip anytime soon. His fur was warm and fluffy, unexpectedly so.
The small pill bottle I had kicked earlier lay just within reach. I carefully stretched out my hand, gripping it. The scent hit me immediately, sleeping pills.
That explained a lot.
I exhaled slowly, feeling the weight of exhaustion pulling at me. Maybe it was just the warmth, or maybe it was the lingering smell of the pills, but my eyelids grew heavy, and before I knew it…
I gave into the darkness.
When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that the weight against me was gone. The warmth, the solid grip had completely disappeared.
The second thing I noticed was Damien.
He was sitting a few feet away, shirt
