Chapter Thirty-two

I woke up the next morning to find out I was snuggling with Hayden, locked together in each other's embrace like Siamese twins, snoring away.

He was still asleep, or so I assumed. The mating bond was messing with my head, and I had a thousand imaginations going through my head, but then one thing hit me: I wasn't having visions anymore, even when he had been touching me for a long time.

I had been careful since I started staying with Hayden; I didn't want anyone to find out about my vision, coupled with the fact that I had never read a lycan before. The very thought of sneaking around a Lycan's head sends fear to my heart.

They are wild beasts that can't be tamed; I have no idea what to expect, so till then, my hand remains with me.

"But then, if we have been holding hands for so long, why aren't I seeing anything? Shit, he reads my mind: "I scolded myself.

My gaze rested on his lips. He might be all muscled up and hard, but his lips looked soft, and the last time we kissed, it w