Chapter 193

Freya Rose

I could hear birds chirping when I began to stir from my sleep. I had a huge smile on my face and I felt all warm and fuzzy inside. With my eyes still closed I reached my arms above my head to stretch, as I did I began to yawn, and it felt amazing. I think that it might have just been the best night’s sleep I'd had in a very long time. It was a silent, peaceful and invigorating sleep, not like my usual disturbed sleep that was plagued with nightmares. Nightmares that were filled with vampires, werewolves, death and destruction. I turned over and reached out for Mason but all I got was a fistful of blanket. Wait, a blanket? The last thing I can remember was falling asleep on top of a mountain while Mason was stroking my hair. Where did the blanket come from? And why is the rock ledge so soft underneath my ass?