Ava's POV
In the middle of the night, I was half asleep when I felt the bed dip. Someone slid under the covers beside me.
It was him… Victor.
Annoyed, I yanked the blanket closer, wrapping it around myself like armor, curling into a tight ball at the very edge of the bed.
My wolf stirred, irritated. My senses twitched, alert despite my slightly foggy mind.
Victor let out a small, frustrated sigh. He reached toward me to tug the blanket back, but I instinctively recoiled, my fingers flexing slightly beneath the sheets. I was not willing to share the blanket with anyone, especially not him.
He rose and grabbed another blanket for himself. I could smell his frustration now. He lay down, quiet, his gaze drifting back to me. I could feel it on my skin.
My wolf stirred again, furious at h
