Aria:Warmth.Real warmth.That was the first thing I felt when consciousness tugged me upward.A steady heartbeat pressed against my back.An arm wrapped securely around my waist.A breath brushing the top of my head in slow, even rhythm.I blinked my eyes open.The faint morning light washed over my new room, the bare walls, the folded blankets, the small dresser that still smelled like cedar.And in the middle of it…Dominic.Asleep in my bed.In the consort hall.With me.I stiffened, breath catching. His grip tightened instinctively, pulling me closer.My wolf exhaled softly, content.Mine, she murmured.No. Not yet, I whispered back.I knew well not to trust this, not when he was potentially not mine at all, not when I knew what happened.I swallowed and shifted enough to see him. He was half-propped on the pillow, hair slightly messy, one arm still locked around me. He looked… calm. As if the entire night before, my shouting, my tears, the fight between us, hadn’t shaken him ha
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