Willow's POV:
As we finished eating the sweets, I started to yawn. It had been a long day for me and well past my bedtime. “Let's get you to bed, princess,” Gabriel whispered in my ear. I knew what he meant by those words, but my mind still imagined the two of us in the same bed together. Our clothes were scattered on the floor.
“I'll help pack things up.” I looked up at Gabriel as I was trying to get up and noticed that his eyes were gold again. Nero was smirking at me wickedly as he saw into my mind. “Shut up.”
“You are the one smelling of arousal.”
“I can always have Timothy drive me back to my apartment,” I threatened.
His smirk got wider before countering my threat. “And miss seeing me during morning training? Your cabin is right between the pack house and training grounds, did
