77 = Elizabeth

I wake up feeling a little achy but my body seems to be fully satisfied. I stretch and realise that I am lying in the same bed I woke up in yesterday. I quickly sit up as flashes of what happened earlier this morning flash through my mind.

I had never thought that I would wake up in the arms of a male and that waking up wrapped in those male arms would make me feel safe. I had always known that Mane Beatrice would either sell me to another Pride to become a servant or breeder or would grant Graves his request to claim me and continue to be the servant I am as well as becoming our Pride’s breeder.

A shiver goes through me at the thought of Graves and the conviction in his voice as I hang from my wrists and he whispers against my ear that I was his, that he was finally going to claim me. So when I had woken in this males arms, wrapped in his wonderful alluring scent it was like a dream.

I smile to myself as I remember the wolf that had wrapped himself around me do