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Peacefully, blissfully alone.
The irony of thinking that didn’t pass my notice—I had despised my loneliness on Earth, and yearned for another way to live.
Maybe life, or fate, was trying to show me that being alone could be a good thing.
The silence would buy me time to try coming to terms with being dragged into a fantasy world and mated to a werewolf, at least.
I let outanother long breath before padding back to the bed and slipping beneath the blankets. They smelled good.
Spicy, like the Broken Woods had.
That was… strange.
Why did Ivaylo smell like the Woods? He wasn’t a damn tree. And he had showered. The soap in his shower hadn’t had a scent, so it couldn’t have been that.
Hmm.
Strange.
I brushed it off and relaxed into the mattress, staring up at the smooth ceiling above me. My mind wandered back to the day I’d been brought to Evare.
The grocery shopping.
I had been lonely, and the day was so damn long. A stop at the grocery store was supposed to cheer me up, but it didn’t. I was regretting my move across the country, wondering if I’d made an awful mistake, and remembering my grandma so much it made me ache in a deep, hollow part of my chest.
And then I’d seen the woman on the ground, and I’d gone to help her.
One minute, I had been on Earth… the next, I was in Evare, being told that I was going to be a shifter’s mate.
Shit, it had been a lot to take in. It still was. There was some level of disconnect—some part of me that still felt like Evare was a bad dream. Some level of wondering if maybe Earth was the bad dream, and Evare was the miraculous answer to it.
My thoughts and emotions were so messy and tangled, I wasn’t sure what to think. The one thing I was sure of, was that I didn’t miss Earth. I didn’t miss the silence of my apartment, or the loneliness of knowing I had nothing and no one.
At least in Evare, I was a hot commodity. Ivaylo wanted me; I wasn’t alone anymore. I didn’t have to be alone ever again, if I didn’t want to.
I’d been independent on Earth for months, without anything to fall back on or any arms to catch me when I inevitably crashed. Now, I had a safety net.
It just happened to look like a huge, furry dog half the time, and a tattooed god the rest.
My thoughts went back to Ivaylo.
As shocking as it had been to be hunted and bitten in the Woods, there had been a layer of trust between us since the very beginning. When I looked at him, I didn’t feel like he might kill me.
The same couldn’t be said about the rest of the werewolves.
I hadn’t instinctively trusted the curly-haired or brown-haired guys outside, even though they were likely among Ivaylo’s closest companions. I hadn’t stared at the crowd of shifters and felt safe, either.
The only one I felt safe around seemed to be the alpha, even after watching him fight.
That could’ve been a result of our bond… or our bond could’ve been a result of that intrinsic trust.
Frankly, I had no damn idea.
I let out a long sigh, still staring at the ceiling.
I needed more time to think, and to come to terms with everything.
Luckily, I’d bought myself a few hours when I shut the den’s door.
