For the first time in days, I had the best sleep of my life. No nightmares. I sent a silent prayer that this would be my situation for the rest of my life.

I made to move but discovered to my slight shock that was in a tight hold. Quinn's arm was around my waist close to my breasts. So dangerously close that if he moved them up just a few inches more, he could cup them. I blushed as I felt his breathing on my shoulder.

I had to move fast. The pack would be worried and I had to clear the erotic ideas that were dancing in my...