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Trixie POV

When I got back to the pack house I found Trevor passed out in the hammock on the back patio. I grabbed my dress and slipped it on and gently nudged him away. He trudged up the stairs half asleep pulling my hand behind him. Throwing his shirt over his head and dropping his pants on the floor he climbed into bed and patted the mattress beside him. I can see his wolf swirling in his irises. I walk over to the drawer and grab one of his shirt and slip on before climbing into bed with him. He quickly grabs me pulling me into him and curling up to me and passes back out almost instantly. Trevor and his wolf must be exhausted from the trip and being away from us. Too bed more separation is to come. But that is for us to deal with tomorrow.

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The next morning I woke early and brought breakfast to our room. Trevor just waking when I returned with our plates. We had a quite breakfast looking out on the patio and hearing the morning birds song. Once finished I began packing. I h