Dane’s Pov
Sunlight woke me up.
For one second I did not know where I was. The bed felt soft and different. The pillows smelled sweet. Everything was warm.
Then I felt her.
Freya was curled up against me. Her head was on my chest. One leg was over my leg. She was breathing slow and quiet. Still sleeping.
I did not move. I did not want to wake her.
This was not safe. Waking up with her in my arms. Feeling her warm body so close. Knowing it would be easy to pull her tighter. To kiss her awake. To do everything my wolf wanted.
But I just looked at her.
She looked calm. Younger. Her dark hair was all messy on the pillow. Her lips were a little open. One hand was on my tummy, holding my shirt.
So beautiful.
My wolf was happy. *Mate. Ours. Safe.*
“Stop looking at me,” she said with cl
