Genevieve:
My body ached while Wolvin rested his head against the tree trunk, nestled comfortably among the branches. I was in a similar state, yet for some reason, I couldn’t manage to rest. We’d spent the entire day talking about what had happened and then hiding for the remainder of the time. Later, he told me he wanted me to properly rest and heal from the wolfsbane in my system before we continued our search.
“What’s going on with you? Why can’t you sit still?” he asked, opening his eyes after noticing my struggle. I was so uneasy on that branch.
“I can’t sleep in a tree,” I complained, feeling like a branch was stabbing into my back.
“You’ve never slept in a tree?” He raised an eyebrow, and I groaned at him as if it were the most obvious thing. I didn’t understand how a tall man
