My hunger and the fierce need to pee woke me up again a while later, but my wolf tried to fight me as soon as I tried to peel my sweaty, dirty self off of the guy next to me. So, I sighed and dropped my head back to the beefy bicep it was resting on.

Honestly, I wished the situation were awkward. If it were awkward, maybe I could talk myself out of believing the whole crazy-ass thing.

But it wasn’t awkward.

It was the calmest I’d felt in a long time. Maybe ever.

Despite the burning need ...