54. Sophia

The first week was everything I'd thought the rest of my life would be. I spent time catching up with Reagan and Nova. Now that Logan wasn't a problem anymore, we had nothing to worry about. We went out, skipped from pack to pack because Reagan had decided to start looking for her mate and tried out new places. She even convinced me to cross the border and spend the weekend in the human world drinking cheap beer and shopping in renowned stores. We went to the park, ate an unhealthy amount of sweets then soaked our tired bodies in bathtubs back at the hotel. In short, I had fun. There was no time to think about anyone.

Although, that didn't stop him from creeping up on me in my dreams. I'd dream of his lips everywhere on my body even though they'd only ever touched my forehead that one time we went for a walk. Of his hands kneading my flesh as he thrust into me. Of the filthy words he whispered in my ear and the sounds, he made when he came. Then I'd wake up sweaty and needy and my bod