Talia woke up with a soft whimper, refusing to open her eyes while trying to get comfortable.
She was lying on something hard and bumpy, and she wondered how she found herself in the forest because the scent around her was definitely forest and… there was dark chocolate as well. Was Damon nearby? Probably.
Something heavy was on Talia's back, preventing her from getting up or rolling to the side, and a rock pressing on her belly was uncomfortable.
She squirmed a bit and reached with her hand in an attempt to move that protruding thing before it leaves a bruise on her stomach.
"Ugh…", a muffled groan sounded from just above Talia and her eyes snapped open.
She was awake in an instant, and the moment she met Alpha Damon's questionable gaze, Talia wished that this was not real.
A dream. Definitely a dream.
Why else would she be sprawled on top of Alpha Damon?
