It was more than just tired. It was a heaviness that I understood on a cellular level, the weight of the world piling up and feeling like more than one person could bear. So I settled back in, tucking my face into his neck. His chest was bare underneath me, and the proximity to all that sculpted muscle was giving me wicked ideas about how I could wake him up later. But for now, he needed to rest, and I needed to comfort him.
My wolf sighed happily in my chest, every bit the contented female to wallow in her mate’s scent and offer him the comfort of pack… of family.
I wasn’t ready to think about that yet. Family was complicated, messy. Family could hurt you in ways no one else could. I pushed the tainted thoughts away with effort, focusing on him instead of my own ugly past.
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