Eryx POV
I woke to her warmth. She curled into my chest, still wearing my shirt, her hair a mess against my arm like she’d claimed the space without asking. My wolf stirred lazily, satisfied, possessive in the quiet way that didn’t need teeth or force.
I stayed still for a moment, just watching her breathe.
Eventually she shifted, lashes fluttering before her eyes opened. She looked up at me, sleep-soft and unguarded, and smiled.
“Morning,” she murmured.
“Morning,” I replied, my thumb brushing lightly over her hip. My arms circled around her waist, loving the closeness of her body with mine.
We got up slowly. We both finished bathing and dressing. I pulled on my training clothes while she stayed wrapped in my shirt, trying to get her shoes and everything packed.
When I turned back t
