~ CATHERINE ~

Something incredibly soft brushes the tip of my nose.

I shift on the warm, lumpy pillow beneath my head as I try to avoid the annoying contact. When it sweeps across my face a second time, I slide off the pillow and roll away from the disturbance pulling me from sleep.

But then a deliciously woodsy scent floods my senses as I land against something warm. The scent is so heady and potent that it burns the back of my throat. My hunger ...