Chapter 37: Not What It Seems

Zale’s POV

I hate it here.

Those were the first words I thought as I twisted and turned in my bed, the heat wasn’t something I was fond of, but at least it was something I could blame for my lack of sleep. However, there was only so long I could lie to myself about that.

No matter what I tried, I couldn’t fall back to sleep. It had been days since I had slept properly. It wasn’t the heat that wasn’t allowing me to sleep and I knew that, but what else could I do?

I growled as I gripped the sheets that laid on top of me before flinging them off of my body. Even the lightweight of the cool, silk sheets irritated me.

Foolishly, I had thought that the past few days had been a mark to the end of an era, to the end of sleepless nights and haunted nightmares. I could have known better, though. I got up from the bed when another hour of unrest passed and got in the shower instead.