I hate wolf

Ryn woke up the next day when the sun was already up. She rubbed her head sleepily as she looked around. And the first thing she saw was him, the sleeping wolf.

"I hate wolf," she murmured.

Last night this wolf who was still deep in his sleep, attacked her as if she was a helpless sheep and did not let her go until early in the morning. No wonder she only woke up when the sun was already up in the sky.

Now her body all aches and sore. She did not think she could move but their flight would be in several more hours. She still has another job to fulfil and she guessed he would follow along again. 

"We're going to take separate rooms," she murmured as she forced herself to move. She wanted to put a distance between them so she could stop thinking about how to hit him for what he did to her last night.

He had been a beast these past few days and she needed time to rest her body. Couldn't he control himself?