Chapter 558. Prisoners

Wren POV

Night comes too quickly. I put the twins to bed hours ago, and I have stayed true to my word. I am lying in the middle of the bed, like a starfish, and Destin is on the couch downstairs. Everyone is following the rules, and I hate it. The bed is cold, and I am lonely. But I know if I seek him out, I won’t be able to deny his lips or his touches.

I growl and pound my fists against the bed. Things were so much easier when we weren’t under the same roof. Now the mate bond is begging me to seek him out. Against my better judgment, I get out of bed and venture downstairs. Destin is snoring on the couch, and for some reason, it irritates me.

I smack his foot, and he jolts away, wiping the drool from his chin. “Are you okay?”

“I can’t sleep,” I mutter.

“So we both have to suffer?” He jokes.

I stick my tongue out at him. “Yes.”

“What do you need, Kitten?”

I suck in a ragged breath. “Sleep with me. Just sleep.”

“Are you op