[POV: SELENA]
Selena woke up and immediately peeled the sticky linen shirt off her skin like it was a layer of poison.
The fabric felt heavy and suffocating against her chest. Elven senses were a massive advantage when surviving in the deadly Evon forest but they were an absolute curse indoors. Her skin was far too sensitive to rough textures and lingering smells.
The faint odor of sweat and sex trapped in the fabric was a heavy reminder of last night and it made her nose wrinkle.
She tossed the shirt into a woven basket in the corner of her bedroom and stretched her naked body. A sharp, deep ache flared between her thighs and spread up to her lower stomach.
She walked over to the wooden wash basin resting on a small table near her window. The water inside was cold from the night air. She grabbed a handful of crushed green soap-leaves and began to gently scrub the sticky fluids and dried sweat off her pale skin.
