Chapter 82.

Rosa POV.

Waking up, I stretch and realise we are in our room in the packhouse. I reach across the bed to find it empty; I roll to my side and stare at the empty space beside me.

Rolling on to my back, I look up at the ceiling and smile to myself. Charlie shifted last night. We ran in our forms; we played and we fu … mated in our forms, but I do remember falling asleep in the forest. So Charlie must have woken up and carried me back here. He is a sweetheart.

The bedroom door opens, and in he walks carrying a breakfast tray. He is a sight for sore eyes. With his chest on display and shorts hanging low on his hips, showing off those rippling muscles and the deep V line that makes a girl hot with need.

But I’m sorry ladies, this hunk is mine, all mine, and will be forever.

“Morning, baby girl. I thought I would make you breakfast.” I hear Cece swoon. She is a hopeless romantic when it comes to this kind of stuff. I will admit I am too.

“You didn’t need to do that. I’m surprised you are u