Willow’s POVSomeone was carrying me. I was too deep in sleep to be completely sure.I could sense it through the fog of sleep, like it was happening far away.I could feel strong arms and warmth. An intoxicating scent drifted into my nose, something dark and warm. Cedar and something else I couldn't name. It felt familiar in a way I couldn't explain through the haze of sleep. I sighed and instinctively turned toward the warmth without thinking, pressing in closer, because it was warm, and it felt safe, and everything felt far away. Then the warmth was gone, replaced by the softness of a bed, then something heavy and warm was pulled over me.I opened my eyes slightly to see a dark shape standing before me, then my eyes closed again before I could make sense of anything, and I slept. * I woke up staring at the ceiling and for several seconds, I simply lay there.Then something felt wrong.I frowned, slowly sitting up."What?" I mumbled to myself as I looked around.I was in my roo
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