Bab 148: The boss will be late

Lara woke up early in the morning.

She was lying on one side, oddly without her blouse. Her bra was the only thing covering her upper body, but the rest of her clothes were at their place.

A tight grip was surrounding her waist, and a wall of hot muscles was pressed against her lower back. Nate was hugging her, his head on her shoulder.

She couldn't move from how strong he was.

She turned her head to check his ears, and, much to her disappointment, they were human. His wolfish moment was over, likely, and he was back to his human self. Even if he was clinging to her and pressing his face on her skin.

He reminded her of the cubs: they had the same extremeness and despair while hugging her as if she could disappear if only they weakened their clench.

She yawned, stretching her arms to the front. Her face relaxed, and she considered sleeping some more.