Chapter 47

“What time is it,” I ask, struggling to open my eyes.

“Just after six.”

“Hmm--” I moan into the pillow --“I don’t wanna get up.”

“I know. I’m tired too.”

I finally manage to drag my lids apart, staring at the spot where Edric usually lies. His side of the bed looks undisturbed. “Did you get any sleep at all?”

“A few hours. I slept on the couch.”

“Why?”

“You told me to. Besides, I was afraid your wolf would have her way with me while you slept. I’m into a bit of kink, but nothing that crazy.”

I don’t know if he’s serious or not, but I don’t ask. Finally, I get myself into an upright position and look at my mate. Big dark circles have formed under his eyes overnight, and he still looks way too pale for my liking. “Are you getting sick?”

“Unlikely. Werewolves don’t get sick that often. I’m just tired. I haven’t slept properly in more than a week--” he pats my rump --“come on, get up. I want to talk to you before yo