12.Twisted Play

Methis Delis POV

When the pups finally left us alone, it was almost too dark. Jamal had gone to sleep next to me and the feelings of anxiety I had feared would come when I first got here were finally back, nagging at me like a headache that just refused to go away.

It was suffocating to say the least.

I lay on the bed, my heart pounding against my chest like a trapped bird desperately seeking escape. The soft moonlight filtering through the curtains cast a silver glow upon the room, throwing light the nagging question that lingered within me. Beside me, lay Jamal, shirtless, sleeping almost quietly, his chest heaving up and down.

I felt like I was sleeping next to a tiger, and that any moment, even the tiniest, slightest, wrong move could wake him up and make him tear me apart.

So naturally, of course, I decided to tap him.

Reaching out, my hand shaking so violently you would have thought I was waking up an ACTUAL tiger, even though he is an Alpha Wolf, so there might not be too much