#CHAPTER 100: Connection

Sarah POV I waited until Zane woke up on his own, which was well before dawn and probably because he had a woman staring at him wide-eyed. He stirred and stretched a bit, and then he looked at me. I had seen those blue eyes so many times before, even when they were looking deeply into mine, but this was the first time I was able to let myself get lost in them. I soared inside, and I was happy. “Wha?” he grumbled before performing a full-body stretch that gave me a close-up of his hairy armpits and the way his torso, gorgeous as it was, stretched slightly to the right. I ha da vision of myself inside that stretch, protected and loved, and my whole body throbbed in a grateful response. And yet it was hard not to laugh. Here he was, the pack-alpha of the territory I’d known all my life, and he woke up and was barely verbal. Also, for some reason last night I’d given him a huge-ass hickey on his neck. It, as much as his sleepy smile, bid me good morning. Who was this man, this fo