Chapter 119

Artemisia POV

Tonight I slept the worst possible way. 

In my dreams, I kept being haunted by Logan transforming into different monsters wanting to slash my throat, and my family dragging me back to their pack. 

Several times, I jerked out of my dreams in the middle of the night and it took a frustratingly long amount of time before I could fall back asleep.

This naturally results in me being absolutely exhausted the moment I open my eyes and see that the sunbeams are already streaming into my windows. 

As I wake up, my skin recognizes the pleasant sparks and I take a deep breath, breathing their scents in. 

Fynn is holding me to his front while Matthew is lying on his back, his muscular chest on display as his blanket is only c