Book Five: Chapter 55

“What am I doing?” he muttered to himself, then turned to leave.

When he came back down the stairs, he saw that Dana was pacing while reading her book. She looked up at him briefly as he walked back to his room.

Once inside, he slid his feet out of his shoes and took off his pants. In just his shirt and boxers, he lifted the blankets and tried to slide in without making too much ruckus. The light of the moon was amplified by the reflective snow, which provided the room plenty of illumination. The room seemed colder than usual, and he swore he saw frost forming along the edges of the glass.

Now in bed, he tried to pull the blankets around his head and shoulders in an attempt to snuggle down and get warm. When they wouldn’t move, he lifted them up and rolled over to see what they were caught on. Expecting to discover them pinched between Quetzalli’s arms, he was instead greeted by the sight of the blanket being tightly clutched in her hands.

Her purple eyes spa