Chapter 61

Waylon stared at the back of the bright pink bob, bile rising in his throat, as he imagined a hundred and one ways he might die. He had promised to protect his Luna and what had he done? Mated and marked her less than a week after her induction ceremony, while she was in such a fragile state.

"Waylon? Waylon? Are you alright?" A pillow hit him in the head for the second night in a row, although if he was honest, on the previous night he had thrown the first pillow.

He jerked awake, eyes staring at the ceiling. There was just enough light coming in through the space between the curtain and the window to see where he was and he wasn't back home in his own comfortable bed and Dani most definitely was not in bed beside him. Looking over in the darkness, he was able to reassure himself that Dani was safely tucked into her own Queen sized bed, and was entirely untouched, thank the Goddess.

That dream had been too much. First to have dreamed of his own sweet mate, for the first time in y