Storm
I woke slowly, the warmth of the bed surrounding me. For a few blissful seconds, I had no idea where I was.
Then I opened my eyes.
Alpha Doyle was lying beside me.
The room was dark, the only light coming from the faint glow filtering through the curtains. His arms were around me, holding me close against his chest, and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat was strangely comforting.
I lifted my head slightly and looked at him.
There was something different about him now.
Or maybe it was me who had changed.
Everything that had happened between us felt surreal. The fear and uncertainty that had plagued me since meeting him were still there, buried somewhere beneath the surface, but they weren’t the only things I felt anymore.
There was trust.
There was desire.
And, most frighte
