Muna finished taking a bath, and she changed into the clothes Dexter brought for her, which were neatly folded on the bed.
It was a black sweatshirt that was two times bigger than her body when she wore it. The sweatshirt was reaching her above her knees; at least it covered her thighs.
It was past ten and the Alpha was not back yet, and she wondered where he went, but who cares? At least she was not going to see that stone face of his till tomorrow morning, and that's if he came back tonight.
Muna, not feeling sleepy and feeling bored already, walked into the balcony as a soft breeze blew her hair to her face, and she smiled as she felt the wind against her skin.
She gazed into the dark forest ahead of her, and she remembered her dream. Her nightmares finally turned into rea
