Shane squeezed me and dropped his head onto my hair. "This is like a nightmare that I can't wake up from," he said tiredly. "Have you eaten?" I shook my head. I had picked at the breakfast tray, and skipped lunch. "I'll have some food brought up to my room. Lets go." He lifted me off from his lap, and enveloped my hand in his. We passed my room, where I had lived alone across the hall from Nolan, and went down the east wing to the beta's quarters. His room hadn't changed much since the last time I'd sat inside it. It seemed like years ago since the day I'd asked him to teach me how to wrap my knees. "I need a shower," he mumbled, leading me to the bed, and settling me there. He was already pulling off his shirt before he reached the bathroom. I watched his muscular back recede i
