Becky
Yawning, I pull my legs closer to my body, searching for heat. Something warm is lying next to me, and my sleepy mind registers it as another person. It must be Elijah.
A smile curls my lips. Elijah took me back to the mansion yesterday. It was sweet of him. My mate deserves some cuddling for that, and I open my sleepy eyes when I feel his arms around me.
I expect to see Elijah's thin, delicate body aligned with mine, but what I see throws me off completely. Yesterday, his skin was pale, like a vampire that hadn't fed for years. He was gangly, and not to be mean, but he looked sick and exhausted. Everything about him screamed anorexia.
But that isn't the case this morning.
His skin looks more alive, and his new muscle mass makes his bicep bulge as he hugs me closer to his bod
