Orabelle woke up first. She found herself cradled by the blond wolf. Their legs were tangled and one of his strong arms was draped over her waist possessively. Their bare skin was pressed against each other and a low hum of sparks was always there, reminding her of what they were.
When she tried to move, she heard a low groan behind her and the arm around her waist tightened. She sighed when she felt him nudge her back. He had no intention of letting her go soon but her bladder was going to burst if she didn’t move soon.
“Haestus?” She called very gently. Her voice was soft and it had a promising tone to it which fueled his determination of not letting her go. He hummed in his deep voice behind her as he stirred in his sleep.
“I need to go the bathroom,” She whispered as she turned to
