Mischa
She’d woken up to find herself sleeping there curled up against Declan, he’d been wearing pajamas. For although he’d brought her to his suite and put her in his bed. He’d known and accounted for the pains of betrayal to the one still bonded to her she knew. Not that it mattered, she knew he’d feel nothing at all anymore.
She’d watched Declan sleep for a long time, and when she’d sat up slowly trying not to wake him, his body rolled towards hers and his hand had reached out for her in his sleeping state, she’d felt her heart flutter at just that one small thing. It was kind of stupid, she thought to herself to get emotional about just a simple gesture of him looking for her in his sleep.
It was what all Mates did. Their bodies, even in sleep, looked for each other, they rolled wit
