Birds, chirping outside the window wake me up. Rays of sunshine tell me that it’s morning already. I suddenly shrug realizing the bed I am lying in is empty and there is no one in the room with me.
Was it all just a dream of my sick and torn mind? Did I start imagining things? I am fully naked and sore, so I am pretty sure something did happen the night before but did it really happen with him?
I put on a shirt I find next to the bed and run downstairs in panic when I see him. He is standing with his back towards me, but I know it’s my mate. The scent, the tingles… I run to him and hug him from behind, he flinches but feeling me quickly relaxes.
- Morning, little one, - he chuckles, - I thought you’d want to sleep longer…
- Are you kidding me? – I snort in his strong and musc
