Chapter ELEVEN-AVERY

I didn’t remember going to bed, but I woke up in the middle of a king-sized one, covered in soft sheets and feeling deliciously sore.

The floor to ceiling window overlooking the yard showed a world covered in white. I smiled at the picturesque winter wonderland and allowed myself a moment to simply enjoy it before the weight of reality settled in.

Last night, I’d slept with Dante. More than that. I allowed him to claim me.

Butterflies went wild inside my stomach and I bit my bottom lip, trying to remember everything Penny told me about mating bites and all those paranormal romance novels we’d been reading.

Shit.

With all the boinking going on last night, I forgot to ask one pretty big question. Was I gonna turn into a Bear?

Fear and insecurity filled me, and I was halfway to hyperventilating when Dante came in with a mug of coffee in his hands.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked, placing the steaming mug on the side table and sitting down next to me.