Chapter 63

I couldn’t sleep.

Every time I closed my eyes, the glow of that petal haunted me—the warmth, the whispers, Darius’s anger, his cold eyes warning me away. The way he'd suddenly pulled back from me left a sour feeling in my chest. I was used to people abandoning me, but this… this hurt in a different way.

Restless, I pulled on my training gear—a simple black tunic and fitted pants, and quietly slipp