Chapter 38

Laura

I wake up with a smile. Something cold is pressing into my shoulder, and I open one eye to stare at Caleb's lycan form.

Uh, say what now?

I blink repeatedly, but it seems my eyes aren't playing tricks on me.

Caleb's large lycan form is taking up the entire bed, which has given up under his weight. His legs aren't even in it, and I'm nestled under his brawny arms, spread over his fuzzy chest.

His nose is pressed into my shoulder, and those human-like paws are on my back, protectively holding me in place.

Oh shit, does he just randomly transform in his sleep now or what?

I gulp as I lift my chin to stare at him. He is lightly snoring, and I crawl further up his impossibly hard chest.

He doesn't even notice I'm there, and I grab hold of his muzzle. My legs are bent and on top of his chest as he leans against the wall.

"Caleb?" I whisper-yell, hoping he won't take offense that I'm trying to ruin his peaceful slumber. "Caleb? Wake up, Caleb!"

My heart is pounding, and I'm slight