Ryan's POV
I took Amelia to the guest room, deliberately avoiding Elsa's old room because I didn't want her to feel unwelcome. Elsa's room remains untouched. One day, I knew I must clear it, and I couldn't let Amelia see it. But each time I enter, the lingering trace of Elsa’s scent wraps around me, and guilt holds me captive.
Later, in the depths of night, I retreat to my own quarters. Fatigue leads me to a hot shower, the steam easing the weight from my shoulders. After I take a shower, I do not get dressed because if I have to shift urgently during the night, I don't want to ruin my pyjamas. Naked, I slip between the cool sheets.
Darkness fills the room, but my eyes are getting used to the dark quickly because of my wolf.
I was drowsy and assumed Amelia was seeking me out because s
