"Honey," I heard Derick's voice as something gently stroked my hair, but as good as it felt, they were still disturbing my dream.
I growled and shoved the hand away, and rolled over, curling up into myself and trying to go back to my dream, but the voice called out again.
"Cora, honey, you have to get up, we're landing in an hour, and you need to wake up."
I opened my eyes slightly, squinting against the light and realized I wasn't in my own bed. I gasped and sat up, as I frantically looked around, but upon seeing Derick, everything came back to me. I was married now and we'd left the pack.
"Easy," He laughed and gently took my waist on his hands, "You'll fall off the bed."
I frowned as I examined him, and saw two big bite marks on his body, along with some smaller hickies.
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