I woke up with fear in my head, I could smell familiar scent of my house. I changed this scent after Shiloh came to live with me, he loves roses so I asked the maids to put that fragrance around the house.
The house that had been cold and lonely felt different after Shiloh's come, a place that I rarely went to or only went to when I wanted to rest now turned into more than that. I like coming home because I know someone is waiting for me.
I felt useless, at a time like this my body just gave up, helpless and unable to act quickly to find where Shiloh was. I can see the white ceiling. Damn it, I'm really in my house right now. Lying down like an incompatible Alpha.
