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Elena wakes slowly, surprised by how rested she feels. Last night she tossed and turned for hours… and then suddenly, everything inside her had gone quiet. Peaceful. Settled.
Must’ve been exhaustion, she tells herself as she dresses.
She opens her door—
—and immediately trips over something solid and warm.
She yelps as she falls forward, landing on top of—
“Ryker!”
He blinks awake beneath her, startled, very much naked, and very much blocking her doorway.
Elena scrambles off him, face burning. “What are you doing sleeping in front of my door—naked?!”
Ryker sits up, rubbing the back of his neck. “My wolf wouldn’t settle, so we shifted and slept here. I must’ve shifted back in my sleep.”
That… actually makes sense.
More than she wants to admit.
She crosses her arms, tryin
