They had all passed out, naked, exhausted and fulfilled. I sat quietly at the window sipping on my coffee, sore from our extracurriculars, but finally finding myself experiencing peace for the first time since I turned 18. It felt like it had been years, but the reality was that it had only been a few months. My bump was already showing and I was overdue for a check-up. I could feel the baby, but like every first time mother, my anxieties needed to be quelled by someone who knew more. Running my hand over my stomach, my mind drifted towards Braden. Amarin, more explicitly. What was he? What had he turned into?
He was terrifying and I didn't understand it. So different from the wolf that had laid beside me and brought me a small sense of comfort in my captivity. Yet he transformed into som
