Willow POV
Somehow, we made it to Damian's quarters without encountering anyone from the pack. I don't know if he told them to clear the way or if we just got lucky, but right now, I didn't really care. The butterflies in my stomach were swarming, and my skin felt electric where it pressed against him. We had been building towards this step for weeks, and the anticipation for what came next was bubbling in my veins.
Damian kicked the door closed behind him, then kept moving through his suite. When he finally set me down, we were in his bedroom. He'd brought me here earlier to rest, but that was definitely not what we were going to be doing this time.
We stood at the edge of his bed, which was massive. It had to be custom made for him. The dark midnight comforter was still wrinkled fro
