I woke to the faint scent of the forest drifting through the open windows, sunlight spilling across the room. My body ached in ways that reminded me of last night-the heat, the intensity, the desperate passion. I shifted slightly, wincing at the soreness running through my back and neck, and felt Cole’s arm tighten around me instinctively, holding me close even in sleep.I opened my eyes slowly, trying to take in the calm of the morning, but the tranquility didn’t last. A shadow fell across the doorway, tall, dark, and impossibly commanding. Cristof.He didn’t step fully inside at first-he just lingered, arms crossed, eyes narrowed. His gaze landed on Cole, who was still half-slumbering, his head resting against my shoulder, lips slightly parted as if he hadn’t moved since falling asleep.“How could you,” Cristof said, his voice low, but sharp enough to cut through the quiet, “say you want to become her mate… if you can’t even restrain yourself?”Cole stirred at the sound, blinking, e
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