Alexander
The soft sound of Fiona’s steady breathing brought me a feeling of calm and comfort. Rhythmic and easy, it was the sound of peaceful sleep. And that was something that she needed.
She’d lain down for what she claimed would be “a late nap” as soon as we returned from our evening bath and dinner date, but she’d been out cold ever since.
I probably would benefit from a long night of deep sleep, too, but that wasn’t something I was going to get anytime soon. My wolf was in a wartime state of hyperawareness right now, and he would not let me become too vulnerable until the enemy had been eviscerated. If the way I lived through the last war was any indication, I would not be sleeping for more than a few minutes or hours at a time until this conflict was over. Hopefully, this time my
