Lyla
I woke up to the scent of sandalwood and black ice. Michael had his whole body wrapped around me. It was as though he was trying to merge me into his skin. One arm was under my head, the other around my waist, and one of his legs was on top of mine. I would be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the closeness. I bit my bottom lip as I took in his scent, snuggling my face into his chest.
Wait, I was in bed with Michael. I pulled my head back and looked around the room. The tiles on the ceiling were different from the ones in his room. Then the quiet hum of machines finally hit my ears. I was in the hospital.
What happened? I asked my wolf.
A few images from yesterday flashed before me. Rogues surrounded us. My wolf took over to keep Shantel and me safe.
Thank you, I said to her
