Zane’s POV
The first rays of dawn filtered through the castle windows, bathing the room in a pale, cold light. I gently stroked Arella’s dark, curly hair, taking comfort in having her close and, more importantly, safe! After she’d healed the rest of the warriors, she’d been exhausted and had barely reached home on her own two feet. She crashed the second we were indoors and I had to carry her to our bed.
Not that it was a hassle…
My wolf quite enjoyed the close contact, having her nuzzled close to our chest. She was so petite, yet one of the strongest people I’d ever encountered.
I loved her so much!
I lay next to her until the sun came up, my body too anxious and hyped to find any rest. Instead, I found everything I needed to stay by her side, making sure she got the rest she needed
