Cain Pov
I don’t really know how I slept after that. I don’t remember getting up, or moving to the couch. I don’t remember putting the blanket on my body, or pulling the pillow under my head. I don’t remember any of this, but as the birds started to chirp outside the house and the bright sunlight started to filter in through the windows, I squinted with a groan, feeling even more exhausted now that I was awake than I did last night. I rolled over, my knees pulled up to my chest as I faced the back of the couch, pulling the blanket over my head to try and block out some of the light. I knew my wolf blood healed how swollen my eyes were, but they still felt tight in the corners and aching, still trying to recover from the attack. My head was pounding as if I had gone to a bar and inhaled th
