Kira's POV
I stiffened, my wolf going alert. I turned and saw that Callum was already awake, his ice-blue eyes focused on me with unusual intensity.
"Yes, you were having a difficult night," I explained simply. "I heard distressed sounds and came to check on you. You grabbed my wrist and wouldn't release it."
I added quickly, "I never got into the bed. I sat on the floor all night."
A flicker of surprise crossed Callum's features. His fingers were still wrapped around my wrist, and I could feel the warmth of contact between us, his hand considerably warmer than I'd expected from someone usually so cold.
His grip on my wrist loosened slightly but didn't release. "I had that nightmare again," he said quietly, more to himself than to me. "Being punished by my father. No matter how much I
