Eudora had moved Victoria into the safety of the bassinet, and then she cuddled up with the wolf. The exhaustion that she’d been feeling for most of the day lulled her into a sweet, warm and dreamless sleep. The world looked a lot better with Jericho beside her. She fell asleep with the furry wolf, but sometime in the night he shifted back, and she woke up cocooned in his strong arms, her back pressed against his muscular chest. She sighed and twisted in his arms to face him.
"Good morning baby girl."
“Good morning yourself.”
“Eudora.” A pained look crossed his face. “I’m so sorry for how I reacted to everything.”
Her dark eyes searched his face. “Do I frighten you, Jericho?”
“No of course not. I am in awe of what you are, and what you can do. You are incredible.”
“Victoria
