Sera Winters
There's a difference between surrender and dissolution. I learned it the hard way.
I woke up warm.
Not just warm. Surrounded. Heat pressing against me from all sides.
For a second I couldn't remember where I was. Then I felt it. Caelan's chest against my back. His arm heavy across my waist. Daxen's body pressed to my front. His face buried against my neck. Kieran's hand still holding mine. His thumb moving in slow circles even in sleep.
All three of them. Around me. Holding me.
I should've felt trapped. Suffocated. Panicked.
Instead I felt safe.
The realization made my chest tight. When had that happened? When had I stopped seeing them as captors and started feeling protected by them?
I tried to shift. To extrac
