Chapter 33

• Fiona’s POV
• Kai?
• What was he doing here? I stared at his angry profile in shock. I must be dreaming or hallucinating. That was the only way any of this made sense. It was the only way I could explain why he held me in his arms like I was the most precious thing to him, and it was a lovely feeling I had forgotten. The sensation of being held with warmth and love was something I haven’t experienced in a long time. Kai’s unique heady scent engulfed my senses, numbing everything and everyone as I clung to him, focusing and greedily inhaling his scent like it was an addictive drug.