  A feather like tickle on the exposed skin of the back of my thigh woke me from my dream like state. It slowly made its way upwards, over the underwear I wore and to the band of skin visible between my top and underwear. The motion was being repeated over and over again at a slow pace. I squirmed uncomfortably, not opening my eyes and pressed my body closer to the hard surface I was laying on trying to get away from it.

  

      A quiet, husky chuckle filled the room, "good morning."

  

      I groaned loudly, not wanting to wake up from my sleepy state as I buried my head in Logan's bare chest while mumbling an incoherent, "go away."

  After I had finally managed to shift back into my human form last night and we'd made it back to the pack house it was already late at night and most of the pack members had gone to bed leaving me and Logan to walk through the pack territory in peace. I hadn't realised how much the shift had tired me out until Logan had made us food and I found my eyelids dropping before a steaming hot plate of pasta had been placed in front of me.

  

      Logan has explained to me that it was normal for those who had just shifted to feel both emotionally and physically drained after the first shift and so when he had carried me to bed I hadn't complained nor did I complain when he helped me get ready for bed. I was just thankful that I hadn't fallen asleep half way through our dinner and gotten a face full of pasta.

  

      "Come on Emse," Logan cooed softly in my ear causing both me and my wolf

  "Um," I mumbled as he placed the shirt on the ground in front of me, "how do I shift back?"

  

      "Just imagine your human self, your feet and hands, your legs and arms, your face." He instructed.

  

      "Can you turn around?" I wasn't ready for Logan to see me naked yet.

  

      Logan laughed with a small shake of his head but turned around anyway. I stared at his back before doing as he said. I imagined my feet and hands, my arms and legs and what I looked like. At first nothing happened and a frustrated growl left my lips.

  

      "Relax." Logan spoke as I looked to see that he still had his back to me.

  

      With a huff I did as he said and closed my eyes before relaxing my tense muscles. I thought of how it felt to walk, how my arms felt when I would swing them by my side. I imagined myself wriggling my fingers and toes and soon a tingling sensation took over m

A feather like tickle on the exposed skin of the back of my thigh woke me from my dream like state. It slowly made its way upwards, over the underwear I wore and to the band of skin visible between my top and underwear. The motion was being repeated over and over again at a slow pace. I squirmed uncomfortably, not opening my eyes and pressed my body closer to the hard surface I was laying on trying to get away from it.
  
      A quiet, husky chuckle filled the room, "good morning."
  
      I groaned loudly, not wanting to wake up from my sleepy state as I buried my head in Logan's bare chest while mumbling an incoherent, "go away."

Chapter 95