"Hey," I called out to Nikolai, gently attempting to free my hand from his unwavering grip. His hold was firm, but it didn't hurt or bruise me; it was merely the presence of his wolfish strength.
Nikolai remained silent, but the steady rise and fall of his chest indicated that he was awake and aware of my presence.
"I need to go," I stated, lightly tapping his hand that held mine. I had responsibilities and people waiting for me, and I couldn't stay there indefinitely.
"I know, but just for a moment, can you please stay here?" His voice was hoarse, the request laced with an unusual vulnerability.
I hesitated, ready to decline his plea, but before I could respond, he interjected once more, his words carrying a desperate tone. "Please? I beg you."
His whispered plea tugged at something
