The soft, pre-dawn light was barely beginning to filter through the heavy velvet curtains when my eyes fluttered open. My mind instantly jumped into gear, revving up with a dozen different mental checklists for the day ahead.
Carefully, so as not to disturb the towering Lycan beside me, I began to slide toward the edge of the mattress. I made it less than two inches.
Before my feet could even reach the edge of the bed, a massive, warm arm shot out, catching me around the waist and hauling me right back into the center of the mattress.
"And where do you think you're going?" Demetrius rumbled against the sensitive skin of my neck, his deep morning voice thick with sleep, dark and gravelly.
"I was just going—"
I was cut off completely as Demetrius rolled over, shifting his massive weight
