Sang is chosen for the Culling, a series of fights to the death that are generally played by men. In fact, Sang is the first woman selected, well, ever. As the games start, and Sang forms bonds with a group of nine men, she comes to realize that the...
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Sang
I don't know how I fell asleep with everything that was going on, but obviously, I must have dozed off at some point.
The next thing I knew was that I was waking up in Silas' arms, and I was completely naked.
Silas was content, and was nuzzling his nose in my hair when I woke up. He chuckled at my sudden squeak of alarm as I realized my current state of undress.
What the heck was going on here?
"Silas?" I managed to get out, in what I knew was a pathetic sounding voice.
Silas squeezed me closer to his naked chest. "Aggele mou, you are awake. Did you sleep well?" Silas's deep voice was full of mirth. Well, he was feeling pretty chirpy this morning. That was nice.
"Silas..." I was so confused right now. I wasn't worried at all, I knew that Silas would never do anything to me. However, what concerned me more was that... well... I was... "How... I mean, why am I naked?"
He seemed to be amused by all of this, for some reason. I couldn't imagine why. "You don't remember?"
Clearly not. I was sure that I would have remembered stripping for the cameras and nationwide viewers everywhere.
"No!" I managed to grit out. What was so horrible that I stripped in the middle of the night.
Perhaps I had stripped and attacked Silas somehow? I mean, it was entirely plausible. I had, in fact, had a few steamier dreams last night that involved a much longer and intense sponge bath than the short one that I had given him earlier yesterday.
What if I was a sleep-molester? How terrible would that be?
This was just awful. If this were so, then I could never sleep with Nathan again. Or at least, not until he had a chat with Sean about the birds and the bees. I didn't want to do something I would regret later. At least it had been Silas, this time. He seemed like a more worldly guy.
