Carmilla’s POV
I stirred from my sleep. I couldn’t move, an arm was draped around my waist strongly. He cuddled me to sleep late night. I wasn’t expecting him to come back to bed with me after he left the room last night.
The outing was amazing. I had so much fun and even tho the rest of the night seemed hazy, I at least had a nice sleep and a nice rest. It feels good to be cuddled by someone, who isn’t my old bed and pillow back at my Dad’s pack. Roland doesn’t know how much it means to me that he brought me here and treats me like he actually loves me and cares for me and doesn’t treat me like a stick that can break at any moment.
I could smell his cologne. He’s right beside me . His breath fanning against my ear. “He smells like mist and green woods” I thought to myself as I turned
