Kennedy - 83

83 - Kennedy

I wake up again, draped across Ryker’s massively chiseled chest. I take a deep breath in, reveling in his Rosemary mint scent, then roll out of bed trying not to disturb him. I look around to see where we ended up. Surprisingly we are back in my room. He didn’t bother fixing the door, it’s pushed off to the side. I look around and nothing has been touched aside from the things he had moved into his bedroom. It feels like forever since I have been in here.

I do notice the statue that looks like Alpha has been propped on my bedside table, but there is an addition. There is a lamb statue carved with the same amount of detail standing next to Alpha. They way they are standing though, it’s as if they are puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly. I wonder if the same shopkeeper made it. The curve of the wolf’s body is just enough for the lamb to curl in, the lamb’s front leg crosses over the wolf’s in a possessive and protective way. The underside of the wolf’s muzzle fits