Chapter 9
Fog made everything around him hazy, but Zophiel caught glimpses of Levi’s worried hazel eyes swim in and out of focus. The world rocked, like a little fishing boat on a lake. Pain wasn’t anywhere to be found, which surprised him, because he should’ve hurt, though he couldn’t remember why.
Light filtered into his very essence as the ship of his existence settled into a solid foundation of softness under his wings and body. The question of why he’d come to this state of fuzziness was nebulous at the edges of his mind. He wanted to ask Levi. In fact, when his mate’s beautiful face came back into focus, he tried to open his mouth. It stayed stubbornly closed, glued shut.
“Sleep,” Levi whispered. A hand touched his face, gentle but with a faint tremor, and began to stroke along hi
