Chapter Eight

**Zane**

I woke up first out of the three of us, the still open skylight showcasing the pinks and oranges of the rising sun. I glanced over and snorted a little laugh at Cori, who was hugging my beanbag affectionately. A small pool of drool formed where his face pressed against it.

When I laughed, Maeva stirred, and I stopped moving immediately. I looked over and saw that she was right next to me