Getting My Wolf Back

I felt like I was trapped under a thousand blankets when I woke up. I could hardly breadth, something was crushing me and I was hot as hell and sweating like a pig.

I groaned and tried to move away from the thing that was holding me/crushing me. I cracked open an eye and my gaze landed on a sleeping Callan's face. His lips were slightly parted and he was snoring lightly. His face looked like that of a sleeping baby and it made me giggle.

I carefully detangled myself from him, first the legs then my arms. The real task was prying his huge, bulky, gorilla arms away from my waist. I tried lifting it but Callan just ended up tightening his hold on me and burying his face into my neck.

"Callan!" I screeched when I felt his nose brush against my very new and very sensitive mark. It sent shivers down my spine and made my hair stand but in an obviously good way.

"Just a few more minutes" Callan mumbled, still half asleep. It reminded me of the first time I shared the same bed with him causin