Odessa's POV
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The first thing that I felt when I woke up was a warm sensation around the index finger of my left hand.
My mother's protection ring.
It wasn't just warm but it felt like it was reaching into my soul. And I could've sworn I heard a voice whispering my name at the corner of my ears.
I grunted, stirring on the soft surface I lay on, the scent of a simple room air freshener and a cologne hitting me. A palm was resting on my temple, brushing my hair.
Strong. Rough. But... Oddly calming.
I fluttered my eyes open weakly, scanning my gaze around... Until I spotted HIM.
The owner of the palm on my head.
Not Kaelos and definitely not someone I would want to touch me with a ten-foot pole.
Ryker.
"You!" I hissed, quickly raising my right hand and swatting the bastard's palm away.
He was sitting calmly beside me, making me realise that I was on top of a bed. How the fuck did I get on top of a bed?
