Aryanna's POV:
My eyes fluttered open, and I immediately noticed that the bedsheets were different. I rubbed my eyes, and the memory of last night came flooding back to me.
I smiled into my pillow, remembering the way he held me close all throughout the night. The way his hands mapped out every surface of my body.
The exhale of his breaths against my ear. The soft way he pulled me into him every time. I giggled.
I had never felt so safe and so wanted. And I loved spending the night with him. It only made the itch to solve him more. I turned over, excited to greet him, but the other side of the bed was empty.
I ran my hands over the rumpled sheets, and it was cold, which meant he had been gone for a while.
I felt my heart sink, but I pushed it down. The Alpha was so hot and cold, but
