Salara’s POV
The weight of something heavy laying on my thigh sends a sharp, shooting pain throughout my right leg as I come to from my dream state. Wincing inwardly, I go to pull my leg out from underneath whatever weight is resting on my thigh. When I am unable to move the weight off of me, I lift up my hand and reach towards the object laying against me.
My fingertips come into contact with flesh, startling me as fear rushes through my body. The fear soon settles when the familiar sparks erupt on my fingertips, indicating that the object laying on my thigh is none other than Alpha Derrick.
My eyes snap to his stress filled face, my brows furrowing at the sight of him sleeping restlessly against me. What could Derrick be doing here with me instead of sleeping peacefully in his bed? Th
