_Anya’s POV_
I woke slowly to warmth.
For a few soft and peaceful seconds, I did not remember where I was. My body felt heavy with sleep and wrapped in heat. There was something firm and warm pressed behind me. A strong arm was draped around my waist, holding me close against a broad chest. My head was resting against something solid and beneath my cheek, I could hear the slow and steady beat of a heart.
My memories came back all at once and I remembered everything that had happened the night before. I remembered the attack, the masked men, the hands around my throat and Jacob bringing me to his room after saving me. Heat rushed to my face when I finally understood where I was. I was lying in Jacob’s bed.
And somehow during the night, I had ended up curled completely into his arms.
Ma
