(Avalena's POV)
I could feel someone stirring beside me as a knock echoed around the room for a third time. The last thing I remembered was cuddling into Ambrogio's embrace and letting myself relax in his protective arms. I could feel the blankets cocooning me, letting me know I was in bed. By the scent, I knew I was in our room as all of my mates' scents were surrounding me. Tingles danced over my skin, as if they were playing a whimsical lullaby. Every nerve in my body was calm, not bothered by the excessive knocking that my mind was stressing over. I have thought over twenty ways I could kill the person at the door, no matter who it was.
The fingers dancing over my skin never halted in their movement. "Come in," Grey whispered. If I was questioning my senses and how accurate I was, t
