Her secret

Waking up with a few blonde locks ticking his nose and annoying his eyes had never been better. Yet, he couldn't remember how that happened.

There had been a battle; their Alpha had left, and the pack was dissolving; he had lost and was going to die... After that, most of his memories were confused and foggy. Then, all of a sudden, he was waking up in bed with Samantha.

Which part of it was a dream? Most likely, his mate.

She wouldn't come back to him so soon, if ever. And she wouldn't hug him like that while sleeping. She seemed so careful not to hurt him, keeping her arms around his neck but pressing her torso on him to... to warm him?

She was the dream, definitely.

Carefully, he caressed her back. Her scent had filled his nose for the whole night, and her skin had been in contact with his. His whole body was absorbing the energy having her nearby provided, and, even though tired, Renato felt okay.