Chapter Thirty Seven (1)

WITH the night spent away

until the early hours in the morning in their wolf forms, Lucas immediately

fell into a deep sleep as soon as his back hit the bed. He faintly remembered

his little Ava climbing underneath his arm and snuggling into his chest before,

she too, fell asleep.

As he slowly regained consciousness, he felt eyes

boring into his skin. His arm covered his mate's waist while the top of her

body leaned on his torso. He could tell she was close to his face from the

small puffs of air that hit his skin every time she breathed.

He made sure not to make any sudden movements that

would let her know he was awake because he was curious as to what she was going

to do. He felt Ava's small fingertip lightly press onto his eyebrow, tracing it

before moving onto the other one. He stayed still whilst she ran her finger

down the ridge of his nose and booped it, eliciting a giggle out of her.

Lucas suppressed his laughter at his weird mate's

actions, subconsciously tightening his grip