BELLE

The next morning, I woke up to the feeling of Grayson squeezing the absolute life out of me from behind.

I attempted to shift my weight to find a more comfortable position, but he was making it impossible with how tightly he was holding me. It wasn’t painful, but it was very uncomfortable.

“Grayson,” I said, trying to wake him up. I rubbed his arms that were wrapped around me.

“Grayson, wake up.”

I noticed as I continued to caress him that his entire body was shaking and that long, dark hair was growing out of his skin. He was close to shifting. I couldn’t see his face, but...