BRIAR’S POV
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My eyes ping open at the loud crack of thunder roaring through the sky, and the sound of rain starts bubbling in. I fell asleep. The sense of dread fills my chest, and that’s when I feel it. Heat, warm and lovely, and a weight on me. I lift my head, looking down to see Fenrys’ arm draped over me.
My heart squeezes— s**t. He probably fell asleep too, and did it in his sleep. ‘Or it’s to feel if you try to flee.’ Cora grumbles. Anger spikes, ‘I told you not to let me fall asleep!’ I scold, but my words bounce back against an icy wall.
‘Sure, run like the pathetic thing you are.’ I roll my eyes, and slowly peel Fenrys’ arm off me, gently putting it down and he doesn’t stir. He doesn’t even crack open an eye. Fenrys’ breathing is even, and his arm slides from his side where
