~ SASHA ~
She rolled over and opened her eyes. They felt gritty and ached, but her heart raced. Something had woken her.
She rolled over and reached for Zev, but the furs were cold and she sat bolt-upright gasping.
With a low "Woof!" Zev's wolf leaped to his feet from his position on the floor in front of the door.
He'd been guarding her.
"Oh, Zev," she sighed. He looked at her, his eyes piercing, but steady. He was struggling again, she realized.
This whole situation had been hard on all of them.
"Let's go for a walk, huh?" she said quietly, crawling out of the furs. She dressed quickly, Zev's eyes on her the whole time. But he didn't shift back. His hair was flattened by the black suit. If he hadn't been so huge, she would have laughed. He looked like one of those fluffy toy dogs wearing an over-protective mother's sweater. Except he was massive.
And clearly deadly.
