Chapter 22: A New Way of Waking

It was late when we got back to our apartments at the palace. If my mom’s living quarters hadn’t been on the complete other side of the world, I may have attempted to sneak back to her room to see her again, but I was so overwhelmed and exhausted from the day's theatrics that I passed out at some point when Colt was carrying me back.

“Shhh…” I recalled, fluttering in and out of my sleepy haze.

I remember sheets rustling and the feel of crisp, clean, warm sheets on my skin, and then…nothing.

I woke the next morning wrapped in Colt’s embrace, staring him in the face.

He was still asleep.

As I surveyed the area, I realized we were sleeping in ‘OUR’ bed, as Colt put it. This time, of course, they weren’t in their wolf forms and instead they were all shirtless from what I could tell.

Cohen was the big spoon, with his arms wrapped around my waist as he laid on his side behind me. Luca was laying across my legs, sandwiched in between Colt and I’s legs further down in the massive bed. Onyx