6
Braun
Dawn light filtered through the thin fabric covering Angela’s bedroom windows, and I watched the shadows from them creep along the wall as daylight arrived. I had not slept. Instead I held the small female who lay sprawled across my chest and soothed my beast by touching her skin, rubbing my hands over her body with a contentment and peace I never had been able to imagine, no matter how often I’d thought of finding my mate.
She was soft and warm, and her scent surrounded me.
Angela was mine. The beast knew this to be true. But since I had kept him restrained, worried to allow him loose without the mating cuffs around mine and Angela’s wrists, he paced inside me like a wild thing even as we rested.
Impatient. Angry. And growing stronger with each passing moment.
Soon I would n
