Ruby
The cold floor did nothing to ease the tension in my body.
Sleep refused to come.
Even with my back turned, I felt his presence wrapping around me like an invisible force. Each deep breath he took, each tiny rustle of fabric as he shifted in the bed, sent an unwanted awareness coursing through me.
I hated it.
I hated him.
But my traitorous wolf? She whined softly, drawn to him.
I clenched my fists under the blanket, forcing my mind to focus on something else. Anything else.
Yet, the silence stretched on, thick and suffocating.
I wasn't sure how long I lay there before I heard movement.
A soft rustle. The sound of footsteps.
Then warmth.
A heavy fabric draped over me, the weight of it settling against my body.
My breath hitched.
It was a blanket.
For a second, I didn’t m
