Simone
I was floating in nothingness, alone. My dreams always started like this.
It was the kind of loneliness that ate at you from the inside out, making your chest feel hollow and your bones ache with emptiness. I hated it. But it never lasted long, and those few minutes of agony were worth it because the moment my pain reached its peak, he would appear.
I didn’t know how it worked, whether my wolf or my soul somehow linked to his and brought him back to me, but these dreams felt like blessings in disguise.
“Missing me?” he taunted, his nose running along the side of my neck, his lips pressing against the claiming mark he’d left there.
“I think it’s the other way around,” I teased him back, “seeing as you’re always the one coming to me.”
He hummed as he hugged me from behind. He wa
