Chapter 53 - Present
Feet were dangling out of bed as the subtle morning sunlight came in through a c***k in the curtain, falling directly onto the Werewolf's face, who was tired after all the activities from the night before.
And with a grunt, his eyes opened briefly due to the light before they closed again, hidden by his left arm before he remembered everything that had happened in the last few hours... Raising a smile on his face.
... His head was still resting on Maria's chest, who slept peacefully with her arms around him in the plainest act of affection that could exist between them.
Smelling her scent, Noah never imagined that there would arrive a day when he would feel it mixed with his own, assuring him that she was undoubtedly his now as he brushed his nose against her skin.
