I should have woken, startled, but I wasn't. As his arm came around me, it felt like a serene peace had settled over the whole room. For the first time since the party, I felt more myself. I basked in it for a moment before trying to turn towards him, but he held me firmly in place. I knew he would know that I thought I knew who he was. What I couldn't decide was whether his actions meant I was right or not. I had so much I wanted to say, questions I needed to ask, but I had no idea where to start. They were all running around in my brain.
"Shush, some of us are trying to sleep." As usual, he never spoke an actual word. I wondered if his voice was the same as I heard it in my head. He didn't sound like any of the pack that I had heard speak.
"No, I don't. Now, shush." How he expected me
