Ira
She had no idea how long she slept for. The last few days had passed in a tizzy with not enough rest or sleep.
With the news of Jack and Alex being free her nightmares had increased affecting the quality of rest that she could get.
She wasn’t as strong as the werewolves who could manage even in a sleep deprived stage.
So once she settled down on the cosy leather couch, she was off. The mild scent of sage emanating from the couch was so peaceful that she did not have a single dream.
Somewhere in the middle of her sleep, she felt as if she was being watched.
Her throbbing heart, beating against her chest set butterflies fluttering in her tummy. She woke up but did not dare to open her eyes.
She knew who was watching. She could feel his overpowering presence close to her. Opening
