The mattress dips, and warmth radiates against my back as Lucas slides under the covers, his scent wrapping around me in comfort.
"Sorry I didn't get to see you when you got back." His voice rumbles through his chest, pressed against my spine. "I was with the trainees."
"S'okay." I burrow deeper into his embrace, savoring the solid wall of his chest. He makes the best winter heater. "Everything okay?"
"Mostly." His breath tickles my neck as he nuzzles into my hair. The tension melts from my muscles, replaced by a bone-deep contentment that only comes from being held by my mate.
Then he sniffs me, nudging against the scar and mate mark on my neck.
"You smell like magic." His nose traces along my shoulder. "I heard it was rough today."
Sleep tugs at the edges of my consciousness, but I fight it to enjoy this moment. "Yeah, but it'll be easier next time."
