CHAPTER 44

• Ordinarily Gio’s trigger for waking was either a hunger pang in his stomach or a full bladder. This morning, it was something else. As he lay there with his eyes closed, he felt something nagging at him. Something was different, wrong, something that agitated his wolf and had him reaching for
• the surface, annoyed with his human side for not realizing the problem. Taking a deep breath, Gio scrubbed at his eyes. He hadn’t had to open
• them to know what was disturbing his wolf. Danica’s exotic scent had instantly shot up his nostrils, but it was too faint. Which meant that she