Oscar:
I felt her stir before she even opened her eyes.
The slightest shift of her body against mine was enough to pull my attention away from the phone in my hand.
I didn’t hesitate... I locked the screen, set the phone face down on the bedside table, and wrapped my arm around her waist, drawing her closer until her back fit perfectly against my bare chest. My other hand was still under her head, careful and instinctive, like I was afraid even the smallest wrong movent might wake her too abruptly.
Her eyes stayed closed, but I knew she was no longer sleeping.
I lowered my face into her hair, breathing in the soft scent of her shampoo - the familiar clean and faintly floral scent, one that belonged to her. My nose brushed along the side of her neck as I inhaled again, deeper this ti, and my wolf stirred imdiately.
Alert. Possessive. Warm.
Mine.
The beast inside shifted restlessly, a low hum of satisfaction and desire rolling through my chest. It had been a while since my wolf started pressing about marking her. At first, it had been patient... almost gentle... content to let things move at her pace, to let her adjust to us, to everything.
But lately?
Lately, it had started making demands.
Quiet ones. Sneaky ones.
She’s ours.
She’s ready.
You feel it too.
And every ti I told him to calm down, to wait, he responded with smug little nudges that reminded just how thin my own control really was when it ca to her.
Because no matter how disciplined I was, no matter how carefully I tried to keep my emotions and instincts in check...
Eva undid .
Completely.
I pressed a kiss into the crook of her neck, slow and unhurried, and felt her chuckle softly in response. The sound sent a wave of warmth straight through my chest.
There it was.
She shifted, turning in my arms until she was facing . Her long, dark lashes fluttered softly as her eyes finally opened.
And just like that, the world felt right again.
She looked so much better now.
Sleep had done her good. It had softened the shadows beneath her eyes, relaxed the tension that had been clinging to her since last night.
After losing the ga earlier, she had barely said a word before heading straight for the shower and then collapsing into bed. I’d let her sleep, even though every instinct in had wanted to stay close.
She had missed dinner. Missed everything. And now it was already ten at night.
I brushed a few loose strands of silver hair away from her face, my thumb lingering against her cheek as she smiled up at . That smile... sleepy, warm, unguarded... hit harder than any fight ever could.
I leaned in, intending nothing more than a quick kiss.
Just a simple press of my lips against hers.
But the mont her lips parted under mine, soft and welcoming, I was done for.
I stayed.
The kiss deepened naturally, effortlessly. I tilted my head, letting myself linger, letting myself feel. When I slipped my tongue past her lips, she sighed softly. It was a sound so full of contentnt it made my wolf preen in satisfaction.
I pulled back only when I had to, resting my forehead against hers as I caught my breath.
Her cheeks were flushed. Her eyes were bright.
And she was smiling.
I leaned in once more, stealing a quick peck this ti before forcing myself to pull away just enough to think.
"How are you feeling?" I asked softly.
She smiled, and when she spoke, her voice sounded thick with sleep. "Much better."
"Good," I said, leaning in again before I could stop myself. Not like I was planning to. "Let make you feel even better."
She t halfway this ti, raising her head enough to close the remaining gap. Our lips t with passion and a need that ran equally deep within both of us.
I slipped my hand under her night shirt, feeling the warm, smooth skin of her small waist.
We got lost in each other, and if not for the fact that she needed to breath, I might not have stopped at all.
"Not bad. Your plan did work. I’m feeling even better now," She whispered, gazing up into my eyes.
I couldn’t help but chuckle. She’s absolutely adorable. "I’m happy to know that."
Then her expression shifted as a sudden realization dawned. "What ti is it?"
"Ten," I replied.
Right on cue, her stomach betrayed her with a quiet growl. She groaned, covering her face in embarrassnt while I couldn’t help but grin.
"Hey," I murmured, amused. "You didn’t think I would let you go hungry, did you?"
Her head snapped up. "You got food?"
The way her face imdiately brightened made my chest ache in the best way.
I slipped out of bed and crossed the room, grabbing the package that had been waiting on the cabinet near the glass window. The moonlight spilled in softly through the gap I the curtains, painting the room in silver and blue.
When I turned, she had already pushed herself into a sitting position, watching with curious eyes.
I didn’t miss how her eyes were roaming over my bare body. "Enjoying the view?" I teased, and her gaze snapped up from my waist to my eyes. Instead of backing down, she boldly nodded her head.
"I am. Thank you for your hard work." She pointed at my muscles, making sure I knew what ’hard work’ she was talking about.
I shook my head, happy to see her being her mischievous self. I returned to the bed and her gaze finally moved to the box I took out from the package.
I opened the container, releasing the comforting scent of warm chicken soup into the room.
"It’s still warm," I said, handing it to her.
She took it carefully, smiling like I had just given her the greatest gift in the world.
And honestly?
Seeing her like this... safe, warm, fed, and smiling... it made everything worth it.
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