Bella
When I woke up the next day, I felt so warm and saw that I was cuddled against Alex’s bare chest. His shoulder is so broad, I fit between his arms perfectly. I looked up to his face thinking about all those times I wished I fit with Laxton the same way. But Laxton was never beside me when I woke up so I’ve always woken up cold. I sighed upon that realisation.
I pulled away carefully so I didn't wake him then got up and checked my surroundings. I was back at the packhouse - in Alex’s room, to be exact.
I checked myself for injuries and found none. My body was smooth even after I slashed myself. Normally, it would have taken me a whole day to heal and even then, only provided that I was stitched up first.
The power of fated mates, huh?
My body felt invigorated, it felt like I had
