Morning came softly, for a long moment, Zoe didn’t open her eyes. She stayed exactly where she was, half-asleep, warm, and tangled up in Zack’s arms beneath the thick blankets. His chest was solid against her back, one arm draped securely around her waist, his breathing slow and even against her hair. The cabin was quiet except for the faint sound of birds outside and the distant rustle of wind through the trees.If she didn’t move, she could almost pretend none of the complications existed, no pack politics, no Luna duties, no painful past, just warmth and him. Celeste stretched happily inside her mind. This is nice. Zoe let out a quiet sigh. “Yes,” she admitted silently. “It is.” Behind her, Zack stirred. His arm tightened instinctively around her waist before he buried his face closer to her neck.“Morning,” he mumbled, his voice rough with sleep. Zoe smiled despite herself. “Morning. He didn’t move, nor did she. “This is dangerous,” she said softly after a moment. Zack’s voice was
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