#Chapter 450 – Together in the Palace

I wake up to the feeling of Jackson’s broad hand stroking over my hair and I squeak, petulant, turning my face so that my other cheek is pressed to his chest. Then I nuzzle close, my eyes pressed determinedly shut, refusing to wake up. “Ariel, it’s nearly noon,” Jackson murmurs, laughing a little. “No, it’s not, the clock is a filthy liar,” I murmur, shaking my head, laying my hands flat on his lovely warm skin. “Lazy wolf,” he whispers, far too cheerful and awake for my tastes. “What, you think just because you’re all done saving the world that you can sleep all day?” I just snarl and turn my head a bit to press my teeth to his skin, mock warning. “Shush or I will bite.” He snarls in return, his pleasure at the idea evident in the swell of desire that comes down the bond, and I can’t help but laugh as he quickly shifts, snatching me up in his arms and rolling me to the side, pulling me up closer so that we’re face-to-face and he can press a warm kiss to my mouth. “Nooo,”