Chapter 6

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Valora POV

Warmth enveloped my still body and I welcomed it eagerly. The cold was slowly seeping out of my body getting replaced by heat. It's been a while since I had hypothermia, I wish I could have kept it that way. I was never one for the cold, it was my weakness.

Pain started radiating around my hands and feet as I lay there. Since my hands and feet were recovering from their cold numbness, the sudden heat caused pain. It was now that I noticed I was laying down and wrapped in a big thick blanket, covering me from head to toe. When stage one hypothermia went away and I was again able to move my hands properly, I gently slipped out of the warm blanket. The room that surrounded me was not the one from the plane, it was bigger and filled with a delicious scent that made me weak at the knees. It looked like any regular bedroom with dressers, a closet, a mirror, a bed, and a desk. A few articles of boy clothing littered the floor around my feet and next to the bed I was laying on, was my stuff. My guitar case and my suitcase. Before I went over to them though, I walked in front of the mirror and turned around to see my back that was covered in stiches. Dried blood and grime also covered my back. I probably smelled bad too.

I looked around the room once more and this time caught site of two doors. I walked up to one and pressed my ear up against it to hear for anything. No one. I opened it a crack and looked to see that it was a bathroom. The bathroom was fancy. It had a shower and a huge separate bath tub. Shower soaps, shampoo, and conditioner all sat around both tubs, some fancy some normal. I stripped down and looked at the stiches on my back again out of the full body mirror. Almost my whole top of my shoulder and upper back was covered in stiches, all but my tattoo shone through. Next I looked down at my throat to see that the burn had gone and I looked down at my leg to see it also had stiches from where the bike fell atop my leg. I turned away from my horrid looking body and turned on the hot water for the shower and jumped in before it even warmed up. The cold beat against my skin before the hot came on and took over. I felt all the dirt and dried blood fall off my body and it left me feeling clean. The shampoo and conditioner bottle were half empty by the time I was done.

When I stepped out of the shower, I looked around and grabbed myself a towel that smelled delightfully like Jev. I wrapped myself up in it and went back into the room to search for clothes. My suitcase was where it was when I first saw it. I opened it to look for clothes. Before choosing, I slipped on a pair of regular blue panties and a matching bra. The towel I wrapped around my feisty mass of hair to try and dry it quicker. Then I squirmed into a pair of boot cut jeans and another flannel shirt, this time black and white, with a red tank top underneath. On my left wrist I put on my reminder watch.  And for safe measures, I put my silver braided bracelet on. It that wrapped around my palm all the way up to my forearm. My favorite weapon.

A heated conversation caught my heightened hearing while I was brushing the tangles from my hair. I quickly pushed it up in a sloppy high ponytail before silently sneaking out the door towards the voices. I stopped next to the door and took a deep breath through my nose to try and catch the scents of the people in the room. A rare smile sneaked on my lips at the scent of Jev. He had to be standing only a few feet from me. The others in the room were Conall, the Alpha Dude, and then I didn't know the other. But it sounded like a woman from her voice.

"What's her name? Is she nice? Well, she's an Assassin I wouldn't think she's nice. But is she pretty? Do you like her?" the woman was rambling and I think she was asking about me.

"Mom, calm down. I don't know that much about her but yes she is beautiful," Jev's voice responded. My smile widened.

"Why didn't you call me and tell me you found your mate instead of telling me a day after?" Jev's mom complained. "And what happened to her?"

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