Page 359 of Pucking Feral: Part Two

BRO I DIDN’T KNOW YOU COULD LOOK CUTE WTF

IVYYYYY YOU'RE SO FUCKING HOTTTT

VALEK YOU SMUG ASSHOLE

PLAGUE

Come back to bed, Whiskey.

THANE

Glad you're safe. Get some rest. All of you.

WHISKEY

THAAAAANE LOOK AT YOUR BRO HE LOOKS LIKE A SLEEPY PUPPY

THANE

I saw. Goodnight Whiskey.

WHISKEY

TELL VAL HES MY NEW FAVORITE

PLAGUE

Excuse me???

WHISKEY

MY SECOND NEW FAVORITE

PLAGUE

If you don't come back to bed, NOW, I'm locking you out.

THANE

Goodnight, Ivy

After a pile of back-and-forth I-love-yous I think might never end if Whiskey doesn’t get to say it last, Valek locks his phone and drops it beside the tent flap with an amused chuckle.

He says something to Wraith, but I'm starting to doze, and I miss it. Wraith is already asleep anyway, his breathing deep and steady, his muscled arm heavy and warm across my stomach.

I close my eyes.

Valek's lips press against the top of my head.

And I'm out.

Chapter 74

Wraith

For once, I wake up slowly. My brain doesn't flick on the moment my eyes crack open.

The tent is still dark and warm, almost uncomfortably warm, and I already run hot. Hot usually makes shit worse for me. For a minute, I just lie there and wait for the pain to arrive.