••• Damien’s POV •••
She fell asleep against me, her breath soft, her fingers curled in the fabric of my shirt like she was afraid I'd vanish.
I didn’t move.
Not because I couldn’t, but because I didn’t want to. I just wanted to stay there, grounded in her warmth, her scent, the feel of her in my arms. For so long, I’d held her like a dream I couldn’t touch. And now, she was mine. Not because of some deal, not because of our packs. But because she loved me.
She said it, and she meant it. I could see it in her eyes. The love that I had always longed to see from her. The love I thought she would never have for me. But now I had it, and that changed everything. For the better.
I lifted her up gently, going to our bedroom and placing her on the bed before taking her clothes of
