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Whitney
I woke with strong arms wrapped around my waist and Teig’s firm heat along my back. Under my cheek, Alarr’s heart beat a slow, steady rhythm that was more soothing than any spa music back home. The sound made my limbs languid, and every sore and aching place in my body feel more alive than ever in the past.
Skin on skin, we were all naked, the warmth from my mates, making the soft sheet covering me more for psychological comfort than necessity. I doubted a warm, sleepy kitten felt this good, and I smiled to myself as I took my time to stir, absorbing the moment. These were my mates now. This was how I would wake every morning for the rest of my life.
This was my life.
Opening my eyes, I blinked and discovered Oran sitting in a chair across the room, fully clothed, watching u
