WESLEY POV
I fell asleep on Saturday night with Haven in my arms and woke up Sunday to an empty bed.
As soon as I realized Haven was no longer in our bed, I jumped up and out of it, my eyes already scanning the vacant room. My lycan growled and my heart leapt into my throat and I gripped my hair in my hands as I tried to catch my breath.
Had it all been a dream? Her coming back and accepting me, us making love in front of the mirrors; her letting me provide a meal for her for the first time as my mate — had I just imagined it all?
I yanked the bathroom door open, looking inside to see if she was in the shower or getting ready, but the lights were off and the room was empty. I darted to the walk-in closet, but again, the lights were off and the room was empty.
“f**k!” I muttered under
