INSIDE VOICE

I blink open my eyes, the smell of pine and musk filling my senses. I stare directly into steel blue ones, encased in long, dark curling lashes, gazing down at me. Large, calloused hands comb through my hair, untangling the knots, causing the nerve endings of my scalp to come alive and my core to throb, as my head, now resting on his lap, his solid legs my pillow, lolls to the side.

FUCK, I passed out AGAIN!

His long fingers are still deep in my hair, massaging my scalp, when a voice, his voice, enters my brain, making me flinch. Moving my focus to his mouth, I watch my stranger, My Wolf, his lips not moving as he repeats the words over and over again,

Heart rate increasing, he moves his hand to my face, his index finger trailing down from my forehead to my nose before resting on my mouth and tracing my lips.