It was nighttime, our last night in Kian’s pack, or should I say our pack. I felt a bit nervous; this would be the first time I’d be sharing a bed with Kian. Last night, he slept in his study. I don’t know what changed, but he suddenly said he was going to sleep in his room. I rolled around on the big bed, blushing.

“Why are you moving about so much?” Kian asked as he walked into the room, wiping his wet hair with a towel. He wore only shorts, his chest bare. My heart tightened as I ...