Chapter 13

When I woke, I found myself wrapped up in Dustin's arms under my warm bedsheets.

I held a sense of fulfillment in my body that I would never feel again. I was wrapped in my mate's arms, and as this was the final day of the process (barely a day actually - it was more like a half day), so upon falling asleep, I had allowed Dustin to sleep in my bed, just this once.

Well, it was less of giving him permission than him jumping into my bed, I just couldn't see a reason to put up a fight.

As much as it hurt me, I pulled myself out of bed, shivering at my now cold waist, unnerved without the soothing touch of my mate.

My movements seemed to wake him up. He looked around, slightly startled, but once seeing me standing besides him he visibly relaxed.

He beamed at me, reaching his hand up to brush back his golden locks.

Golden locks? What was I, his fangirl?

As I watched him grin at me, I also saw the grin slowly dissipate as it seemed to dawn on him that this was the last day. At that moment I