Rollin's POV
After everything that had happened between us in the woods, I carefully picked Emily up in my arms, cradling her close as I carried her back to her place. Her breathing was steady, her body relaxed and warm against mine, completely at peace after our mating. I felt a deep, instinctual satisfaction knowing that she was mine, and I would do anything to protect her.
The night was quiet as I walked through the trees, the only sound being the rustle of leaves beneath my feet and the soft sighs Emily made as she slept. I was mindful of her every movement, ensuring that she was as comfortable as possible. It felt right, carrying her like this—like she belonged in my arms.
When we finally reached her quarters, I gently pushed the door open and stepped inside, moving quietly
