Chapter 117 Travel Plans
- Selene
- Bastien is watching me when I wake up. Propped on his elbow and tracing patterns across my bare belly with a goofy grin on his face. Shivering in the cool morning air, and less than amused to have my covers stolen from me, I roll towards my mate, “Bastien I’m cold.” I whine.
- “I’m sorry little wolf,” He chuckles, snuggling me close, “I couldn’t help myself.”