Fifty Seven.

Zane

I wait until she is heavily asleep. Watching her chest rise and fall in rhythm until she rolls onto her side. Her hand briefly searches for me on the empty side of the bed before she pulls my pillow in against her chest with a small smile. I would rather lay with her than have to deal with the unwanted visitor.

Making my way downstairs, I find Stevens happily chatting to Harlow.

His arrival had been unexpected, or maybe I should have expected it after he found out that Willow was here in my pack. It had been clear something had happened between them long ago and it was only a matter of time before curiosity got the best of him. Though it happened a lot sooner than I anticipated.

“Is she coming down?” Harlow asks excitedly. His eyes searched behind me.

“You will have to wait until morning. She is asleep. I do not want to wake her.”

“No problem.” He smiles at me and all I want to do is reach my hand down his throat and rip out his tongue. “I assume you have a guest bedroom?”

“I do.