Chapter 42

Damon's POV

I was in a restless, fitful sleep all night long. Dixon spent the entire time letting me have it about angering our mate. To be fair, it didn't take much. The woman is like a ticking time bomb.

She did have a point though. I've been smothering her and forcing her to be strong. I never stopped to think if she was ready or even willing, I just threw her into it all.

Despite being the ruler over the entire race, I really am a stupid mutt. The sun finally peeks in through the window and I give up on sleeping.

I turn over and see my mate sprawled out across her side of the bed with the blanket thrown haphazardly over her naked body. I can see one of her luscious breasts peering out of the top and her legs are draped over top each other, uncovered.

Under any other circumstances, I would totally give her quite the awakening, but this morning would have to be different. Instead, I carefully climb out of bed and get myself ready for the day and give her the space she so despera