REAGAN WOKE HOURS LATER, his arse now empty, but his whole body still nestled into Grayson’s groin, the big man’s arms around him.
He couldn’t believe that he was so comfortable. So warm and safe. So perfect.
He’d slept so heavily.
How had this morning even happened? One moment Grayson had slid into him and then next, his head exploded with an o****m. The fastest and most intense of his life.
The next thing he knew, his birthmark was on fire, and then he was waking up.
Whatever this was, it was not normal.
He glanced down at his shoulder, half expecting the skin to show the remnants of charred flesh, but instead he gasped to see the change that had taken place.
There, standing next to the gnarled tree that was his birthmark, stood the image of a black wolf. The wolf’s eyes glowed bl
