#Chapter 210: Taking it Slow

Abby I wake up in the soft morning light, nestled in the warmth of Karl’s strong arms. It’s a comforting feeling, one that makes me want to nuzzle closer to him, seeking his closeness. But as the haze of sleep begins to lift, reality comes crashing down on me like a wave. I still remember what we did last night. I can still feel the sensation of his body moving on top of me, my nails digging into his back, our lips locked in an endless battle. God, I haven’t felt like that in years. I forgot how good we were together, how our chemistry was so innate and natural. And yet, in the light of the morning, it feels like I moved too fast, like I made a mistake. What have I done? I quickly untangle myself from Karl’s arms and scramble out of bed, my heart pounding in my chest. Panic sets in as I try to justify the actions of last night, but there are no justifications. It just sort of happened, as though instinct took over. My wolf is still present in the back of my mind, pleased with wha