Lilith POV
Lilith woke up in Nicholas's bed with sunlight streaming through the windows and her entire body aching in the best possible way. She was alone, the sheets cool where Nicholas had been, and when she sat up slowly she found a note on the pillow beside her written in his precise handwriting.
Pack meeting this morning. Stay in bed as long as you need. I'll send breakfast up.
- N
She smiled despite herself and set the note aside, then immediately regretted moving when every muscle in her body protested. Nicholas had been thorough last night. Possessive and claiming and absolutely relentless, and she could feel the evidence of it in every step she took as she made her way to the bathroom.
The hot shower helped, and by the time she was dressed and downstairs the estate was already buzzing with activity. Wolves moving through the halls with purpose, voices echoing from different rooms, the organized chaos of a pack in motion.
