Reject Them All

Nestled in his safe warmth, it was no surprise that Violet's eyelids began to droop as sleep threatened to drag her into its dark depths. At first, she resisted the lulling call—after all, who knew what this fool would do to her while unconscious? However, fatigue won over, and she decided to risk it.

And sleep, she did, for all of a few minutes because something was poking into her back. At first, Violet ignored it, shifting slightly in the cramped space, desperate to stay within the blissful haze of sleep. But then it poked her again and again, until her eyes snapped open, and her brain immediately caught up to what was happening.

She was swaddled in Roman's heat, his blanket wrapped around her like a cocoon, but there was no mistaking what was pressing against her considering a certain Alpha was naked behind her.

She clenched her jaw. Oh, for fuck's sake.

"Behave," she muttered, her voice thick with sleep.