Tangled in Warmth

I turn off the lights and the room is left illuminated only by the orange glow of the fireplace. I slowly pull the blankets aside and carefully lie down, completely rigid while staring at the ceiling, trying to ignore the warmth of Lyra’s body so close to mine, her sweet scent slowly wrapping around me and the way my wolf seems to relax immediately the moment he feels her beside us.

I barely turn