Kennedy
I slept until late in the morning the next day. Surprisingly, so did Quirin. Or at least, he was still in bed when I woke up.
The moment I stirred, I felt his lips press against the top of my head. “Did you sleep well, Little Pup?”
I shift. My body is still sore as the memory of last night returns to me.
“Wendy...” I say, starting to get out of bed.
“She’s awake. Kier told me that Henry went to stay with her while your parents came to get some food and before they’d finished eating, Alpha Harold came to get your mom, letting her know that Wendy was awake.”
I feel him press his lips to my head again. It’s so unusual for my active mate to just lie here in bed with me that I assume we’re about to have the ‘talk’ of me not going to the safe room.
“You scared the s**t out of me y
