Catherine's POV
A small moan escaped my lips when a warm and cozy bright light desaturated my wonderful dream, and I unwillingly dragged my eyes open, blinking against the light.
My hand snapped toward the side of my neck. Last night ended with a bit more than just kissing, and my p*ssy throbbed just thinking about it.
The triplets left hickeys on my marking spot, promising me that they would mark me as theirs as soon as they took over the pack.
A soft smile followed on my lips as I remembered how beautiful and memorable the night was.
I laid back, looking at the ceiling, and my gaze caught something out of place.
For a few seconds, I lay there purely confused as I tried to focus on what I was looking at.
Why does everything look so different in this room?
I blink
