Chapter 47

Bri

"We don't have extra beds. You sleep here, or in my bed and I will take the couch," Beau said. "Well if I sleep here, where are you going to sleep?" I asked Wyatt. "I don't like the idea of taking over either of your beds," I said. Wyatt failed to respond.

"If you won't let me sleep on the couch then I guess we are sharing." I surmised. Beau let out a noise like a cough. "Careful Moonbeam," Wyatt warned. "What? What's the difference if you're a man or a wolf?" I challenged him. "Wolves don't have wandering hands, in sleep I cannot promise to keep them to myself, I don't want to unknowingly make you feel uncomfortable," he retorted.

"I'll be fine, my magic tolerates you so you should make it through the night," I only half-teased. I selfishly knew I just wanted his comfort. He was brash and stern and moody, but something about the Alpha steadied me in a way. Wyatt let me go as I disentangled myself from him and the sheets.

I didn't have the nerve to look back as I grabbed my s