Harper’s POV
My head felt stuffed full of cotton as I woke up the next morning. Everything felt fuzzy, out of focus. All I wanted to do was snuggle deeper into the fading scent of pine and peppermint and drift a little longer…
As soon as I had the thought, my eyes snapped open. I wasn’t in my room at the Ridgewood pack house. Last night came rushing back in a wave of deep humiliation.
Oh god. Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god.
I couldn’t believe what I’d done – what I’d said! Oh god, Levi must hate me. I remembered him rushing from the room without a backward glance. But could I blame him, after I was grinding on him calling him Daddy?
I wanted to sink through the bed and disappear.
But I groaned and forced myself to sit up, pressing a hand to my stomach. The Heat was gone, thanks to
