Aria's POV
I slept for ten hours. Didn't wake up until four in the afternoon.
The second I opened my eyes, my whole body felt like it had been taken apart and put back together wrong. Every move made me wince and suck in air. Then the memories from the night before started creeping back.
Yesterday, Damon breathed in the herbs and sank into a deep sleep.
I dragged his tall, heavy frame onto the couch, forcing my exhausted body through it.
Then I set about cleaning up the wreckage scattered across the whole apartment.
It was supposed to be my birthday—a day I could spend in peace. Instead, Damon had worn me out completely.
When I unlocked and opened the bedroom door, the sight in front of me left me speechless.
Damon—the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack, the favored son of the wolf race—
