A sharp knock at the door wakes me up. Turning in Troy’s arms, I can see that he is still fast asleep, his shallow breaths fanning my cheeks. I get distracted, and my eyes begin to droop again before another loud knock startles me. This time, the knock is enough to take Troy, who groans in protest. Planting a soft kiss on Troy’s nose, I get up to answer the door, wrapping the sheet around my scantily clad body.
“Will…Good morning.” I greet.
“Ah, Nina, nice to see you back to yourself.”
“Thank you.” I blush, registering that he now knows who and what I truly am.
He allowed us to stay here at the pack house last night, so that must mean that he is somewhat okay with it. Last night was hectic, but it saved me from having that awkward conversation, hoping to earn their approval and accep
