~ SASHA ~
Sasha woke a couple of hours later, just as dawn was lighting the sky outside the windows. She didn't move, waiting to see if Zev was awake. But he was slumped into his pillow, his breathing low and slow, even. He didn't even move when she turned her head to look at him, his handsome face puffy.
He had one hand on her stomach and for a moment she just lay there, enjoying that he reached for her, even in his sleep. Her heart swelled with the thought.
While she lay there, she turned the events of the night over in her mind—the way he'd been so tense by the smell of the compound, and Nick. The way he'd stayed in his wolf until he'd rid the place of the "stink."
She examined his sleeping face. He was so relaxed it made him look younger, despite the thick stubble darkening his cheeks. He'd lost weight since the infection, though he was still massive and strong and…
