Alpha Tristan ✓ [Republishing]

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a/n: i'm so in love with these characters it's not even a joke. how are you liking the book so far?

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I was deep asleep when I felt him.

The covers were draped across my waist and he pulled them up to my shoulders before his hand curved around my neck. I slowly opened my eyes, seeing his crystal blues in the darkness. It must have been only a few hours since our dinner, but I couldn't tell as his fingers threaded through my wild curls.

He didn't say anything, but his hand brushed the shell of my ear for a few moments before he cracked a small smile. My lips parted and my eyes closed of their own accord at his touch.

"What do you want, Tristan?"

"You," He said quietly, huffing a laugh when I moved my head away from his hand. "Right now? I wanted to see if you'd like to get out of here—maybe go out to shift."

He caught my attention with that. I quickly sat up in bed and stared at him excitedly. "Really?" I questioned, calming down when he gazed back at me with a small grin. I contained my excitement and threw the covers over me, sliding off the bed. "I've never shifted in the snow before."

Tristan stood up with me and walked passed me towards my wardrobe. "The air is crisper here—breathing in in wolf form is much more refreshing." He emerged shirtless and I could tell that he had placed the sweater he was wearing among my clothes.

I curved a hand around my elbow and watched him curiously. "Why do you leave your sweaters in my wardrobe?"

He lifted his gaze to mine and didn't say anything as he walked towards the door. "Are you coming or not?"

I sighed and followed him down the stairs, allowing myself the blissful moments of the descent to stare at his exposed skin. My hands yearned to slide against his skin, and he must've sensed it because he suddenly stopped on the last step. I collided straight into him and wrapped my arms around his waist before I could fall backwards.

My head rested against his shoulder blade for a few moments and I felt the warmth spread through me before I stepped back and cleared my throat. He threw me a glance over his shoulder, and from the cocky smirk on his face, I knew he found satisfaction from my touch.

He stepped down onto the landing and lead me towards the door. When he pulled it open, I felt the gust of air that came from the crispy snow that covered the ground. I took a deep inhale, suddenly wondering why I had never been outside in the two weeks I had been there.