Chapter 92

Iris

The first thing I feel is warmth. Not magic. Not adrenaline. Just... warmth.

It sinks into my skin like sunlight after a long, cruel winter. The sheets are soft.  Cotton-rich. The kind that whisper luxury. The air is still. Slightly scented, though. Soap, pine, and other homely smells. My fox is gone, but I’m not too afraid of the emptiness she left behind.

Because I know I’ve changed the fu