The next day when he woke up, as Glen instinctively snuggled against his omega, he received a welcome colder than the weather in the cold regions. When Eden pinched his cheek to wake him from his slumber, his eyes snapped out open, shocked at the attack that he thought was both wanton and illegitimate.
"Ouch! Why?"
"Because it's morning my sweet Alpha."
The smile that didn't light up the blond's eyes made the dominant realize he had messed up. When he tried to remember what happened after he bit his mate, Glen noticed his total lack of memories.
"On a scale from one to ten, how much did I mess up?"
"Mess up? What do you mean?" retorted the young werewolf in a tone that made the alpha even more anxious.
