L E I L A N I
I woke up to the gentle sound of breathing. I opened my eyes and the morning light streamed into the room.
I was in Fenrir's bed, the sheets tangled around our legs. He was still asleep, his face relaxed, the lines of stress and worry smoothed away. He looked younger, more vulnerable.
I watched him, a strange feeling welling up inside me. I felt safe. Protected. And it scared me.
I had crossed a line. A line I knew I shouldn't have crossed. I had let my desires, my loneliness, my foolish heart get the better of me. I had complicated everything. But I just couldn’t bring myself to regret it. Something about what we had done last night felt right.
I carefully slipped out of bed, not wanting to wake him. I gathered my clothes, a blush creeping up my neck as I remembered th
