ETHAN
The silver light of morning cut across my condo, yet I lay wide awake, my arm draped over the empty side of the bed, reaching for Ruby as if she might materialize there any second. Both my mind and my wolf was restless, thrashing against the unnatural separation as if a vital piece of me was missing. Every thought was consumed by her: Her amazing and unique scent, the low, melodic sound of her laughter and the fleeting vulnerability in her eyes when she forgot to keep her guard up. The ache to have her in my arms was a physical torment. I needed her warmth pressed against me, her heartbeat near mine; I knew I could only find rest with her head settled on my chest. This desperate, consuming fire, was this what forming a bond truly felt like?
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