Roxanne's POV:

I held onto Garren as if my life depended on it. I was scared of letting go, and my wolf felt the same way.

He was about to shift when I tightened my grip.

"Roxanne," he called in a low, husky voice.

"No," I whispered, shaking my head.

I wasn't going to move, no!

He sighed, then stood up with me in his arms.

"I'm not going anywhere without you," he said as he walked to my bed and sat down with me on his lap.

I looked at him seriously, then moved my ...