Chapter 124

Lizzy's POV

I slept through most of the next few days, only waking up to pee and eat and talk to Evan a couple of times a day. Elliot was always in the room, sometimes working or watching a movie on his computer, other times in his wolf form, snuggled up with me. His human never snuggled with me—we were on the same page about that, surprisingly enough.

I did like his wolf, though. He was sweet and playful, much like Elliot himself.

The pack rotated through Evan's duty, and though I hated accepting their help, I was grateful for it and made sure to thank all of them. Repeatedly.

The less tired I got, the hornier I became. That was shitty, but after two years and eight months of a man-free life, I could cope.

Mostly.

Okay, I was shitty at coping. But I was trying.

Elliot’s buddies dragged a second king-sized mattress into the room on the second day I was there, and he claimed it as his. I tried to protest, but he refused to budge.

His ma