Chapter 218

• EMBER'S POV
• I woke up once again, in a dimly lit room, and it felt like Deja vu for so many obvious reasons. Except, this time around, I didn't wake up feeling nauseous and weak. Instead, I felt quite rested and energized. But it took several moments before I finally registered where I was. The space was cozy, and I had a soft brown quilt over me, but I still could not recognize the room I was in. In fact, I had no idea why I should have been there in the first place. I closed my eyes, as scenes of the past couple of hours played in my head, and I quickly opened my eyes and paid attention to the scents around me.
• No, there wasn't any trace of wolfsbane in the air. If anything, the room smelled of cedarwood and coffee. Jean. The room smelled like Jean.