Chapter 32
- Raven
- I woke up to the soft rise and fall of Clark’s chest beneath my head, the warmth of his arms wrapped tightly around me. For a fleeting moment, everything felt right—like this was where I was meant to be. I stretched slightly, careful not to disturb him, but even with the softest of movements, his eyes fluttered open, a sleepy smile spreading across his face.
- “Morning,” he murmured, his voice deep and husky.