Strong arms close around my sleeping figure and I snuggle closer to the heat. A soft kiss is placed on my head and sparks erupt.
My eyes snap open, "Keaton!"
I rub my eyes and see him smiling exhausted. I quickly do a visual check of his body for any wounds or marks. To my surprise there are none. I raise my eyes to his.
"What happened? Are you okay? The pack? Oh god, the rouges! Was anyone killed!" I babble.
"Shhh, baby it's okay. Everything's fine," he touches my cheek gently.
He rolls off and flops into bed next to me. I realize I've been moved from my pillow fort to the bed. Christina is gone, probably with Josh. I roll onto my side and look at Keaton. He has his arms behind his head and his eyes closed.
"Should I go back to my cottage?" I whisper stupidly.
His eye snap open, "W
