Amber’s POV
I didn’t remember falling asleep but I woke up close to Alpha Dale’s face as I could get without actually touching him and we were in our room. How did we get here? I didn’t suppose Janine or Trent brought us here.
Was it him? Did he wake up? It was slightly arousing like this, that we were sharing breaths but not really touching anywhere else. Being so close, feeling his breath on my cheek moved something in my chest that I was sure would never be moved back.
“Amber?”
I smiled at the sound of his voice, meeting his pool of blue eyes. “Dale. I’m here. Don’t ever do that to me again” I whispered against his nose, pressing my face into his as silent tears tracked down my cheek, staining his face.
I heard him sigh and then his big arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. “I was having the most annoying dream...”
“Oh?”
“You were yelling at me... for getting stabbed.”
I snorted. “You did get stabbed. Do you remember that part?”
He grinned faintly. “Vaguely. Re
