Harley’s P.O.V.

Carlos’s playful tone skipped my heartbeat, but I folded my arms, pretending that his smug, half-naked self didn’t faze me.

“Don’t get too comfortable, Alpha. I am still processing the fact that I woke up spooning a giant wolf.”

His eyes softened, though the corner of his mouth was still curved.

“Well, you have to get used to spooning my wolf. He loves to be in your arms just like me.”

He purred softly, pulling me closer to his chest. Carlos’s relaxed morning look made me give up the false pretense of being mad. I sighed.

“You could have told me before, Carlos. I love to see you...