Chapter 25

Daphne’s Point of View

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was a strange arm around me. My breath froze in my lungs, I refused to move until I could piece together what was going on. Then yesterday came flooding back to me Everything all at once, being sold, learning that Caleb thinks I am his mate, going to the ball, and then breaking down in front of Caleb. Remembering the last part of the night makes my face flame in embarrassment.

Turning my head slightly I can see that it is Caleb’s arm around me, and he is still asleep. Taking advantage of the moment, I watch the steady rise and fall of his chest. His face is so relaxed he almost appears boyish. Caleb was truly a gentleman; he had tucked me into the bed under the covers and he slept on top of the covers. I appreciate his thoughtfulness.

A few stray hairs have fallen over his forehead, and I have the strange want to brush them away from his face. He is sleeping on his side with his legs slightly bent, and one hand under his head Caleb is downright sexy when he is awake but seeing him so vulnerable when he is sleeping is adorable. His arm around my waist feels natural and I really want to snuggle in deeper to him, but I resist the urge.

I wonder if it is true that Caleb is my mate. I wonder if that is why lam having all these new feelings and emotions. I wish Scarlet were here so that I could ask her. It is frustrating that Caleb is so sure that I am his mate and I have no idea if he is mine.

I take a deep breath and do an honest analysis of my own feelings. I know that I feel a physical pull towards Caleb.

I know that he is the one man that I have been near that has made my nipples hard. I know that I am grateful to him for making me a part of his pack and providing a way for me to leave my parents. I know that I find his scent intoxicating, and if I could I would bottle it up as a perfume. I like that he is kind and understanding. I know that I feel safe when I am with him. ©