SLOANE
A small gasp slipped out of my mouth when I opened my eyes and saw Adrian staring down at me.
I jerked slightly, my heart jumping hard in my chest. “Jesus,” I muttered. “Do you ever wake people up like a normal person?”
He didn’t flinch. Didn’t even smile. He was lying on his side, one arm propped under his head, dark eyes fixed on me like he’d been awake for hours. Maybe he had. Wolves didn’t sleep like humans. I was still learning that.
“Good morning,” he said calmly.
“You scared the hell out of me,” I replied, my voice thick with sleep.
“You breathe louder when you’re dreaming,” he said. “I wanted to be sure you were alright.”
I frowned. “I was sleeping.”
“I know.”
That didn’t make it less unsettling.
I pushed myself up into a sitting position, the thick white sheets po
