Alaric’s POVI can’t sleep. My room feels like a cage as I pace the room. My wolf claws at my mind, restless, urging me toward Tessa. Her scent, her stubborn fire pull at me, a tether I can’t ignore. I lay back onto the bed but it’s no use. I need her beside me. My wolf craves her, and for once, I don’t fight it. This time, I’ll confess how I feel. I rise from the bed, heading to her room. When I reach Tessa’s door, I pause, my hand hovering over the handle. No sound comes from inside. I ease the door open.She’s there, curled beneath the furs, her hair fanning across the pillow. Her breathing is soft and steady. My wolf settles instantly, a low rumble of contentment in my chest. I entered the room, my movements soundless, and lowered myself onto the bed beside her and I slid an arm around her, pulling her close as I lay beside her. Tessa stirs, her eyes fluttering open. They lock onto mine, wide and searching. For a moment, we’re speechless, words caught in the air between us. Her
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