When I opened my eyes I quickly realized I was in a bed with Cahl—hard to ignore him as he was above me half-naked.
What…?!
There was something different about the werewolf. As if he were… older?
“You’re finally waking up!” he whispered.
“I… uh… yes. Why?”
“We have to hurry before the boys get up.”
“The boys?” I repeated stupidly, completely lost.
In a daze, I watched him lower his face until his nose brushed against the skin of my belly. I only wore a simple tank top and short cotton panties.
What’s the problem? I'm dreaming, right?
“Hurry up to do what, exactly?” I asked, a little panicked.
Cahl didn't respond immediately, apparently too busy grabbing the bottom of my top between his teeth and his goal was clearly to get it up over my chest... much bigger than I remembered.
Wo
