Chapter 111 Give Me A Name

• Hazel’s POV
• I woke up wrapped in warmth. Nicholas’s strong arms were locked tightly around me, his body pressed against my back like a protective shield. His scent…woodsy, masculine, and comforting…filled my lungs with every breath. For a moment, the horrors of yesterday felt distant. The shooting. The blood. The shadowy figures in the lightning. All of it.
• “Good morning, beautiful,” he whispered, his voice still rough with sleep. He kissed the back of my neck softly, then my shoulder, sending tiny sparks across my skin.