Ayla's POV
I woke to voices, loud voices and sunlight streaming through my window far too brightly.
For a moment, I was confused. Then I felt the warm body pressed against my back, the arm wrapped possessively around my waist, the steady breathing against my neck.
Arkon.
My eyes flew open. We had fallen asleep in my bed together..
The voices grew louder. Footsteps on the stairs. Multiple footsteps.
"Ayla, sweetheart!" Dad's voice called from the hallway. "I have a surprise for you! Some of the pack came early to help set up for tonight's ceremony!"
My door swung open.
I watched in horror as Dad entered, followed by three pack members carrying what looked like decorations for tonight. They all froze when they saw us.
Me, in just a t-shirt and shorts. Arkon, shirtless, wrapped aroun
