I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

Chapter 10

Andrea’s POV

My biological clock always woke me up at half-past five every morning, since I had to get up to clean the house and prepare breakfast for Alpha Michael’s family,

Today, when I got up from the mattress, my leg brushed against something soft and furry.

I rubbed my eyes and saw a solid black wolf tail.

“You’re awake?”

A low, hoarse voice floated into my ear, and I jerked around to meet those golden-brown, cloudy eyes.

The giant wolf had also woken up, seemingly tired.

He got up from the ground and walked over to me. He circled my back, then reached out to rub my neck like it was the most natural thing. Then, he wrapped his body around my waist and placed his head on my thigh.

“Go back to sleep…” he said blearily.

I was stunned speechless.

I wanted to push him away, but he simply licked the back of my hand with his rough tongue and said, “Stop it.”

Why did this wolf feel so familiar?

little dizzy. He

to stick to him all

However…

close enough to be waking up in the same

didn’t want

go and wash up and

his head, trying to wake him

He didn’t even twitch.

the force in

He still didn’t move.

him up by both his ears. His head was heavy. As I held him up by his ears, his

In fact, I almost thought I saw

expression in his eyes.

would have deceived me if Enzo hadn’t

so close to me! I swear he wasn’t

by my side, and

he had a wolf teeth necklace hanging on his neck. That ice-cold necklace that weighed less than five grams landed on my chest, yet it gave me the feeling of being burned by lava. He studied me as though I was breakfast on his plate and he was about to

I was overthinking it, but he looked like he wanted to kiss me. I let go of my grip on his ears to covered my mouth. His eyes widened a fraction, and suddenly smirked. To my shock, he unexpectedly lowered his head and landed a kiss

normal etiquette, and even a kiss on the cheek was typical. But

from my hand from my mouth and laughed.

reminded me that all of this was real was the heat from Enzo’s body and the hardness pressing against my thigh. I looked down at his well-defined chest muscles. Even knowing that this was a normal response to every man waking up in the morning, I still felt my face

only grew wider as he saw my