The morning light crept through the master bedroom and touched my eyelids.
I blinked open my eyes, expecting the usual sharp morning fatigue that came with sleeping in unfamiliar territory(Well, slowly becoming familiar territory). Instead, a weightless warmth sat deep in my chest. Nyx wasn't just resting in the back of my mind. She was sprawled out in complete, lazy contentment alongside a massive, shadowy silhouette that could only be Diego’s wolf. The soul-bond hummed between us like a musical pulse, completely whole and radiating pure power.
I tried to move my arm, only to discover the impossibility.
"What the..." I blinked.
Diego had effectively turned himself into a muscular octopus overnight. His arm was thrown securely across my waist, pinning me to the mattress, while his ches
