Jan's POV
I woke up first thing in the morning. Yaroslava had settled comfortably on top of me, wrapping her arms and legs around me. I lay there for a while, smiling idly. I had never felt so good in the arms of a girl, and there had been many, but this wolf outshone them all. Only with her did I feel alive and truly happy, no matter how snotty it sounded. I wanted to be everything to her — to make her fall asleep and wake up with my name on her lips. I wanted to be the cause of her fun and joy.
How I loved to make her angry!
For some reason, it only made me more excited and, more importantly, it made her more excited. My parents used to say that meeting your partner is a gift from heaven. She's your extension, your freedom, and your strength. I
