Demze's POV
The next morning, I woke before Axiel.
For a few moments, I stayed still, staring at the ceiling above us. The room was quiet except for the soft crackling of the fireplace and Axiel's slow breathing beside me.
His arm was wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me against his chest even in sleep. His body was warm, and I could feel the steady beat of his heart through his skin.
My wolf stirred happily.
It loved this.
Being close to our mate.
Feeling safe.
Feeling wanted.
But I wasn't as content.
My body felt relaxed and satisfied after everything that had happened between us the night before, but my thoughts were a mess. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my father's face. I saw my pack. I remembered the warriors waiting for me.
The three-day deadline was almost ov
