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Brielle
Zadyre sighed in his sleep while I laid on the bed, staring out the balcony, into the woods that I couldn’t stop thinking about.
What was this pull? I’ve never been here before, so why did it seem like it was familiar and there was more to it?
I slowly wiggled out of Zadyre’s death hold, careful not to wake him up and start a whole new argument about where I was going, although I liked the way the last one ended. We just got together, I didn’t want to chase him away.
My feet carried me as fast as they could as I went to the balcony, and I sighed. Was was in there? Why was my wolf, who was always quiet agitated about going in there?
Why did this random resort seem like it was much more?
“Baby, what are you doing out?” His husky voice met my ears as his hands wrapped ar
