Rhett:
I shifted slowly from darkness to the soft glow of morning.
And for the first time in years, it wasn’t to the gnash of my own teeth or the echo of screams in my head. No blood. No moonlight making adrenaline rip through my veins. No nightmares dragging me through the filth of my past.
Just… silence.
And her.
The weight of her small body curled against me. Her breathing even, steady, the rise and fall so soft I had to hold my own breath to catch it. My arm was still draped around her, hand splayed across her ribs like my wolf refused to let her go, even in sleep.
The scent of her. f**k.
Sweet, addictive, a mix of wild honey and crushed flowers and something darker I couldn’t name—something that hit my tongue like a drug and coiled low in my gut.
It was the first time I’d slep
