Mick POV
I woke up starving like I had never been hungry before. My stomach growling literally woke me from a dead sleep.
“What the hell,” I muttered, rubbing my eyes and sitting up in bed right after my stomach rolled thunderously again.
“You’re a wolf now. Wolves need more calories since you’re eating for two,” Rome said, still rolled in a ball in my head, exhausted from his exertion last night. It was so weird how I could now not just hear him in my head, but see him when I focused on my mind. It was more vivid than visual thoughts, like a living dream, but more concrete.
“You make it sound like I’m pregnant.”
Rome grumbled. “Don’t talk about pregnancy right now. Not after last night.”
I looked over at Chloe, still sleeping soundly. I carefully tucked the blanket up to her shou
