Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,105

she revealed. "Though from the scent of food from downstairs, it looks like you're not the only one to have slept for more than twenty-four hours."

Twenty-four hours... Holy fuck, what?!

My eyes snapped open and I lifted my head, only to groan at the intense light of the sun that took over the unfamiliar, lavish room. Giving my eyes a moment to adjust, I finally opened them fully and sat up - my body aching as if I'd had the best sex of my life.

Oh goodness, wasn't that a wet dream?

My wolf opened her other eye as she walked just slightly forward to stretch.

"Mates are rather impatient," she noted. "That wasn't a dream."

Seriously? You're not saying that I actually got to enjoy Onyx and Neo in one fucking bed?! Where am I, anyway? Oh fucking hell, I'm hungry. I could eat the world. I miss coffee. I've probably missed my doses as well. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

"Take a moment to breathe."

I just loved how her voice held a level of calmness that aided my internal anxiety. I did what she requested, taking a deep inhale while my eyes scanned the room.

Breathing out, I looked to the nightstand to see two sets of letters, a box that looked to be a phone box, and a diamond pill container.

Taking a few more inhales and exhales just to calm myself down, I scanned my naked body to confirm I was covered in hickeys and bruises from my possessive mates. I wasn't surprised by Onyx taking any opportunity to show me some love, even if I was half unconscious, but I was a little impressed Neo joined in for the ride.

I was sure the bond normally made newly mated wolves go into a session of constant sex, and sadly we weren't even given that chance to enjoy the reality that we were bonded mates.

Everything that happened in the last two days - or three, seeing as I spent the third one sleeping it all away - felt like a blur of events that slammed into my face and wished to knock me on my ass.

I was moving based on survival and to solidify my stance in this world, and I somehow managed to do exactly that with my pack's support.

My pack.

The way I smiled as I sat there on the white sheets made me question if this was all a dream. I still couldn't fathom that I finally found a pack to call my own - a group of wolf shifters like me who didn't think of me like some useless twig in a forest of massive trees.

I don't know why it got me so emotional, but I allowed myself this moment to shed those tears in the peaceful quietness within the walls of this room. It had to be done now so I could get moving, but for once in my life, it felt good to cry without feeling guilty.

Good to allow myself a fucking moment to shed all the frustrations these overwhelming days had placed upon my shoulders, and not let them settle into my mind.

Not let them contribute to that dark void that would only lead to my downfall if I allowed it.

My wolf walked closer to the surface, her company growing stronger as if she wanted to remind me that she was here now. No more feeling like an ultimate failure. No longer would I allow myself to be destroyed mentally for what I lacked in life.

The harsh words, the belittling antics, the caged mentality all around me would no longer be a leash around my neck. Just like the run I enjoyed immensely on the last night of the full moon, I was now free to be my true self, and whatever steps I took now would lead me down the path of accepting myself.

Accepting my heritage, my birthright, and proving to every person who mocked my struggles that it was the worst mistake of their lives.

After a good cry, I decided to shower before reading the notes. I knew from the lingering scent of vanilla coconut body wash on my flesh that Onyx had done his due diligence in washing me up after our apparent threesome dream that wasn't a dream.

The reminder of how good I felt made me want to get lost in the memory while my fingers did the moving, but I tamed myself so I could be focused. I needed an update on what was going on, and I had to make sure I got in touch