Zane POV
All three women in my bed, two wolves (to my joy) and a human (to my confusion), fell deeply asleep before I had finished the first page of Grace’s favorite story. I had intended to leave, but even in her sleep Grace had reached over to grab my arm and ask me to stay.
In fact, I rather suspected she hadn’t been asleep at all. But then she and Chloe smiled at me, and it was a harmless thing to pretend to sleep and then leave when they went under for good. Unfortunately, I fell asleep for real myself.
I woke up to sunshine, an oddly sweet smell of sage, and only one woman in my bed. Or rather, I was in hers, and she was in my arms. Even with her rare (for a human) blue eyes closed, she was still quite pretty, with her long black hair splayed out over the pillow and her unblemishe
