Magnus
By the time we arrived at the pack, Ariel was already fast asleep. I couldn't help but admire her—she was a true sleeping beauty, and waking her felt almost like a crime.
But I had to. I wasn't done with her yet.
"Hey, babe," I said, gently tapping her thigh.
"Are we home yet?" she mumbled, slowly blinking her eyes open.
"Yeah," I replied. "It's a few minutes to midnight. You might need to go change so you can join the celebration."
She groaned. "I'm tired."
"Do you need me to come with you?" I asked, leaning in to press a kiss on her lips.
"No. I don't trust you," she teased, playfully pushing me away.
"Ouch, that hurts," I chuckled.
"Give me a minute," she yawned, opening the car door and stepping out.
I watched her walk into the packhouse, unable to believe she was mi
