Bree’s P.O.V.
I woke up the next morning, and when I had thought that my body had felt sore the night before, I had been so dead wrong about it. I groaned, as I turned, but quickly smiled as I felt how two strong arms pulled me closer, and my mind came back into the present. I was home, I was with Luke, I was fully mated, and last night had been freakishly intense as a result of all of it. And yet, while feeling sore all over, from running from one pack to the other, and doing… other intensive things, I couldn’t help myself but to smile. Besides feeling sore, I also couldn’t imagine when I had ever felt this happy.
“Morning, sweetheart.” Luke smiled at me, his eyes already wide open, giving me the intention that he had not been sleeping for a while now.
“Morning.” I yawned back at him,
