Alessia:
I woke up feeling content, sleeping as if I had been laying on some kind of cloud…
A comfortable, warm cloud… a hard one, I will admit…
And it wasn’t just the kind that came from blankets or sleep, but the kind that pressed into my thigh, unmistakable and very much alive.
I froze.
Alexander was awake.
And I could tell that he was doing his best not to move.
I felt it before I saw it, the tension in his body, the way his breathing had changed, the unmistakable hardness against my leg that made heat rush straight to my face, that made it travel between my legs, where my wolf, my beloved Sage, suddenly decided to become more weary.
His arm tightened instinctively around me, then stilled, inhaling deeply.
“Alessia…” he murmured, voice rough, warning threaded through it. “I
