Bella
After the two brothers left me alone in bed, I couldn’t go back to sleep.
My world as I knew it had been turned on its head. I was in this beautiful house, sleeping on a real bed, wedged between two strange men. I didn’t understand them at all. I was beginning to wonder if there was something abnormal about them. I tossed over onto my side and pressed my face against the pillow that Byron had been using.
Mine.
And now there was a wolf in my head.
Hello? I tried to engage the voice in my head, but she was silent. Maybe I was doing it wrong? I lay there on the soft bed, watching the window grow brighter as the day broke, but I felt cold and alone. It's like I had already grown addicted to the brothers being near me. I mentally kicked myself for growing such an unreasonab
