Chapter 32

"Alex," she whispered, reaching out to touch his arm. "Alex, wake up."

He came to with a jerk, and she snatched her hand back just in case. Brown eyes looked around the room warily before coming to rest on her and softening. He blinked a couple of times and seemed to realize he was free. Immediately he reached out to touch her and then his hand stalled, unsure of its reception.

"Are you okay?" he asked, worriedly.

She felt her heart go out to him. Poor Alex. There was definitely something of an ancient knight in his soul, a protector, and he was unable to protect her right now - the few times that he had been able to had been when the Wolf wanted to play some kind of twisted game. And every time, it had been an assault on Alex's pride. Yet his first thought was still for her, not for himself.

"I'm fine," she said, which was mostly true. Her pussy ached a little bit, but a night of rest had helped. Truthfully,