Sin

Amia

If this was a dream I never wanted to leave. Warmth surrounded me and a sweet scent wafted around me. I had never once thought a scent could make me feel a certain way, but I felt held and I felt safe. The one thing I wasn’t used to feeling. I shouldn’t feel so safe, so protected, so cared for and yet I did.

If this was a dream… I’d stay here for as long as I could.

Even as I thought it I could feel my other senses kicking it. Even though I didn’t have my wolf yet, I felt and scented the area. There wasn’t any sun filtering through the window, no warmth from it, no smell of the trees from the woods by my house.

My head was so heavy and I found it heavy to move. It was as if I was blanketed by warmth and laziness. I had this feeling that if I wanted to stay in bed all day, I could. My lips were pressed against something solid, something hard, and something wet. My bottom lip was dipped in a puddle.

I mentally cringed and resigned myself to the fact that I really needed to get up.