Chapter 66

Quite a while had passed.

"...I suppose I could allow you to at least hold my hand."

Adele said it haughtily.

She thought she'd feel more at ease if they at least held hands while they slept. Leaving a man who might turn into a wolf at any moment to lie there beside her, unattended, was simply too unsettling.

This was absolutely not because her side of the bed felt empty, or because lying there side by side like strangers left her wanting.

Absolutely not!

But he just lay there on his back, giving no answer at all.

Already asleep?

"Chris, are you asleep? If you're not, I was saying it's fine if we sleep holding each other..."

A rustle.

He shifted, and the blanket swayed.

I knew it — he's not asleep after all. Then again, there's no way sleep would come easily to you either.

Adele was just…