Trystan

My heart is still thudding hard several moments later, as I stare at the ceiling and wonder why I feel so different.

Sable’s tucked against my side, her naked body pressed against me. I have my arm around her, my fingers stroking every inch of available skin because I’m not ready to stop touching her yet. She feels so small under my arm, but I swear to fuck, she’s the strongest woman I’ve ever met. That’s saying something, considering half the females in my pack could bench press me with one arm.

This woman has been hurt more than most people ever will be in their lives, and despite...