An hour passed. Then another. Diana slowly woke. She blinked several times, momentarily confused by the warmth surrounding her.
Then she felt it. An arm wrapped around her waist. A broad chest pressed against her back. Warm breath against her neck.
Talon.
A smile immediately curved her lips. She turned her head slightly. Her mate was asleep. Completely asleep. His face looked softer without the constant tension he carried as Alpha King.
His dark lashes rested against his cheeks, and one stubborn strand of hair had fallen across his forehead. Diana smiled wider. He looked peaceful. Young. Almost innocent. Almost.
Inside her mind, Artemis stirred. Then immediately became offended.
“Mate was supposed to wake us.”
Diana nearly laughed aloud.
“What?”
“He came here to take us to the hea
