When Ember woke up the next morning, Draven was no longer next to her in the bed. It wasn't surprising for her at all, and she was even relieved by his absence; she didn't have to face him first thing in the morning. Just as she tried to sit up, she realized her body was aching and it was due to her sleeping in the same position the entire night as the solid body of her mate had firmly kept her in place, unable to move a bit.
'He was wrapped around me like a snake. Did he forget I'm human? Can't he be a little lenient towards my frail body?' she complained but then as she remembered the sensation of his muscled body pressed against hers, she could not help but grin.
'Though I can't deny that not only does his body look good, it also feels good. His muscles are firm and strong and so perfect, his body is just like how they described in those books. And his smell? He smells so good all the time, that fresh yet masculine scent of the forest…'
