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Waking up from a nightmare always had my heart racing, but this time I had been crying.

Slowly sitting up in bed I touched two fingers to my cheek, feeling the dampness that was my tears. When I woke up like this I never remembered what it was I had been dreaming.

So could I call it a nightmare or just a really bad dream?....
Sitting up slowly and letting my legs hang over the side of the bed, I inhaled deeply but that only made me sniffle. Sighing, I used my pillow to whip my face, then flipped it over.

Gross

"Hey." His voice was husky from sleep, and I felt a warm large hand midway up my back.

I turned looking behind me and faced him, his hand was now on my side and it felt nice being so warm. "Hi sorry, go back to bed." I rubbed my face with my palm.

He sat up blinking sleep from his eyes, his bright green eyes flickered to those of a brilliant gold before he blinked and they were back to his normal green, his eyebrows were pulled tight together, looking a little concerned. It no longer bothered me no scared me when I saw his eyes shift from his own to his wolfs. "Hey what's wrong?" He cleared his throat.

Giving him a warm smile I scooted closed to him in bed, put my head to his chest and sighed. "Its nothing, I just woke up and had been crying.... I guess."

His whole body was so warm, it felt like he was on fire, but whenever I had asked if he was too warm he always said that was just his normal temperature. He wrapped his arms around me, making me feel safe and warm. It came in handy when the nights were cold like this. "Another nightmare? Or you don't remember again?" He started to stroke my hair.

I peeked up at him from under my lashes, and lifted my head slightly. "I can't remember."


"Of course." His heart beat was steady, and there was a rumble in his chest as I heard him chuckle. His arms dropped from around me as his palm came up to caress my check. I leaned into his touch, stealing the warmth from it as we watched each other. His face was a couple inches from mine. I watched his lips, then back up at his eyes. He smirked, knowing what I was silently asking, as he brought his face closer to mine, only a hairs breath. His breathing was warm on my face as I closed my eyes in anticipation of the feel of his lips on mine.

Wolves rarely took humans for a mate he once said, and I was lucky I was his.

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