Chapter 44 Whispers Of Danger

• Hours before.
• RYLEE
• I scowled as I fixed my gaze on my sleeping mate. His hair was a tangled mess. It was longer than I'd ever seen it. The white towel wrapped around his waist had come undone, exposing one of his muscular thighs. I stared down at the tray of food in my hands, considering waking him up. He had been skipping meals. So, I had made up my mind to make him eat. On second thought, he probably didn't need my food.