DEA
Dawn came in silently for the forest but not for me.
I wake up slowly, my body still sore and heavy against the sheets as my mind is caught in that hazy space between sleep and awareness. For a brief moment, everything felt still before it all came rushing back the second, my eyes landed on Arthur’s n***d body beside me with his arm possessively dangling on my waist as he slept soundly.
The way Arthur claimed me in front of his pack, the way I called his name, the way they bowed before me, and then the passionate night I just had with Arthur where he kept on saying Maria’s name over and over again.
I felt an invisible hand slap my face hard as I lifted my hand to my mouth, pressing hard against my lips as a shaky breath escaped me.
“No…” I whispered into my palm, my head moving
