Beryl's POV
Andrew rolled off the bed. It was four in the morning, and he had woken me up. Lucas was still sound asleep.
Lucas and Andrew's sleep habits were so different.
Last night, I had been held in the arms of the twins.
Lucas's arm was around my waist, while Andrew had me nestled against his chest.
I could hardly sleep. The twins' scent and heartbeats made my wolf excited.
I kept trying to calm Astrid's urgency in my mind, "Hey! Girl, can you control yourself a bit?"
But that wasn??t the only reason I lost sleep.
I had enjoyed a sweet vacation with the twins. For me, this trip was truly worthwhile.
I wished it would never end, but it did.
Back at the Graystar Pack, I'd be once again the homeless Beryl.
"My dear Beryl, wake up. We have more important things to do n
