Alpha Prince Ron's POV
I couldn't move. Every part of my body except my head felt completely unresponsive. After the fight, I had a nightmare that made my heart thump crazily against my ribcage.
I woke up with a gasp, but unlike the previous times, it felt impossible to jolt out of bed. The way I had fallen asleep, laying on my back, was the exact way I woke.
It was as though I could only feel my head while the rest of my body had somehow been cut off from responding.
It was difficult to ascertain how long I laid there but by my calculations, I was usually awake by four am for my morning jog, no werewolf was an early riser like myself. The c**k crowed twice, at exactly five thirty and six in the morning, I had heard both crows which meant I had been awake for three hours and counting.
