Fimm

Mikkel woke to the feel of his wife and mate snuggling into his side for warmth. The temperature was cool and Rose's bed lacked the furs that were piled on his at his home. But there was a thick down quilt. Reaching down, he pulled it up and over the two of them. As the warmth began to invade her sleep, she sighed and relax against him. Mikkel smiled, looking down at his gentle sweet mate. The smile quickly fell away when he thought of what waited on him at home.