Where Is My Mind?

Rose

It was a monumental effort to peel my eyes open, but nature called. After a week of no sleep at all, this was the most peaceful sleep of my life. I breathed in deep, nearly letting the comforting aroma surrounding me lull me back.

With a sigh, though, I went to get out of bed. It took a couple tries of getting up to realize I was being held down by a heavy weight thrown across my waist.

I froze, glimpses of last night seeping back into my brain. I was scared to look over and see who was lying next to me. My heart and wolf wanted to tell me it was my mate, but my brain said he never would have done what he did last night.

He wouldn’t have cared.

I kept my eyes squeezed shut as I turned over, too nervous to see who was before my eyelids. The hand that reached out to caress my cheek was a dead giveaway, though.

“Bunny,” a husky voice breathed.

I smiled in relief, but the illusion quickly ended as soon as my eyes opened.

I jumped up out of bed, as if that would douse the