Danielle woke slowly, not with a start or panic, but with a quiet calm settling over her. Soft golden light spilled through the tall windows, bathing the room in warmth. For a brief moment, she felt disoriented. Where was she?
Then she became aware of Seth’s warm body pressed gently against hers. That startled her. Not in fear, but in surprise. They had only shared a bed once before. He'd been close then too.
She shifted carefully, not wanting to wake him, and stretched. The soreness from yesterday’s training had vanished, replaced by that familiar warmth. Wolf healing working its quiet magic.
Her hand brushed against his, and she felt the steady beat of his pulse beneath her fingers. Despite the newness of this closeness, a quiet comfort bloomed inside her.
Her eyes drifted to the win
