He awoke to blurred darkness, soft breaths, and a thick lock of hair clinging to his jaw.
There was a brief flash of irate confusion when his hand refused to come up to brush it away; it took a moment for Spectra to realize that it was trapped beneath the کوٹ that wrapped around him protectively.
With a groggy growl, he shifted his arm beneath the heavy fabric – and froze when a light mumble answered the movement, and the warmth he now registered against his shoulder shifted.
Breathing sharply in surprise, he twisted his neck to the side; dusky blue and the haggard face of his companion greeted...
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