Elsa Laroche is part human, part wolf. She and her pack rule half the territory in her town. The other half is ruled by their rival pack, the Starks. But when Elsa and one of the Stark alphas begin to fall for each other, they must decide what to...
"The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it's over." ~Nicholas Sparks
Spencer
I found myself tracing random patterns on Elsa's bare back as she slept soundly on my chest, one arm draped possessively over me. She'd fallen asleep hours ago, but I stayed awake, mulling everything over.
I'd been serious when I told Elsa to marry me, but unfortunately, I didn't have a ring to prove it. Even if I did, I'd still be marrying Callie in less than forty-eight hours. The thought of it filled me with dread. I could barely stand to think of it without my heart rate and blood pressure increasing exponentially.
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Elsa stirred ever so slightly, causing me to look at her. But she merely adjusted her head, snuggling closer to me as I saw goosebumps rise on her skin. Gingerly, I lifted the covers, not wanting her to wake up, but she did anyway.
"Hey," she murmured.
"Hi," I whispered back. Her blue eyes sparkled in the moonlight. She looked ethereally beautiful.
"What are you doing up?"
"Just thinking. I'm fine. Go back to sleep."
But the love of my life was now wide awake as she propped herself up on one of her elbows. "Talk to me."
"It's just the same thoughts I was having earlier. There's nothing you can do," I told her, brushing away some strands of hair that had fallen in her face. Her hand reached out, cupping my face, thumb stroking my cheek.
"I'd rather you vent to me than have you go on a rampage in your room again," she said, a ghost of a smirk tugging on the corners of her lips.
"I'm not going to go on any more wrecking rampages, I promise." I paused for a moment, then asked, "If everything else was different, if we could be together like we wanted, would you marry me?"
"I would," Elsa answered without hesitation. "Why? What's the long face for?"
I sighed. "We can't have a next time after tonight."
"No, we can't," Elsa said quietly, shifting so that she suspended herself above me. Giving me a flirtatious smile, she added, "But considering we haven't left the bed or the room for that matter, it's not quite next time, is it?"
She leaned down and kissed me. I took the opportunity to flip us over, giving her a cocky smile in return. "It sure as hell isn't."
I woke up around ten. Elsa's back pressed up against my chest; she was once more sound asleep. Kissing her on the cheek, I carefully untangled myself from her and the sheets, making my way to the shower, but not before shutting the curtains. The sun was slightly too bright for my taste right now.
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