I woke up to the sound of knocking on my door. My eyes flew to the other end of the bed to find it empty. Zion had carried me back to my room, and we had sex again, maybe multiple times, before we fell asleep together.

I looked outside the window to find it a little dark and checked the time to see it was 5 am. The room still reeked of sex, so I opened the windows first, even though it would be of little help. My body ached, but I guess even a werewolf ached after a night of rough sex from an ...