The Entanglement of Rival Wizards (Magic and Romance #1)

It’s dark when I wake up.

The clock on my nightstand is blurry without my glasses, but I barely make out that it’s after two in the morning. Which explains the groggy pressure weighing down my limbs, and I roll onto my back, sluggish, thoughts held at bay by the in-between of being only half awake.

I’m not sure what woke me up at first. I hold my breath, listening for Orok, but there’s no moaning or telltale signs of him having a nightmare.

After a long stretch of stillness, I relax into the bed.