Fenris dropped beside me on the bed before tugging me into his warm embrace. Even though I was just as tired as he was, I went to look at his face. Surprisingly, he had fallen asleep when he dragged me into his arms.

The sun was finally going down for the day, meaning we had been at it since the morning. Even though I was dizzy and tired, I wanted to finish things.

I’ve slept enough.

Wiggling my way out of Fenris's embrace, I placed one foot on the floor, only to lose my balance when I tried to get up. Thanks to what he did to me, my legs didn’t have the energy to go anywhere, and not only that, but everything we had done was trailing down my thighs.

Is this another part of your evil plan?

I couldn’t help myself when I glared at the unconscious wolf.

You took no pity on me!

This all happened because we were so pent-up. However, when I saw his peaceful, sleeping face, I couldn’t help but giggle. Shade, who had been out cold the entire time, finally woke up and groggily walked towards me before jumping on my head.

Lily! Lily! I’m so tired. Shade purred, curling up into a ball.

A soft sigh left my lips, noticing I would get nothing done today. My body still shivered from all the stimulation Fenris had given me. Resting my head on the bed, I waited a few minutes before getting up and wobbly dressed for the night.

Grabbing another nearby canvas, I sat on the bed before using the unsuspecting wolf as my model. Instead of using the chair, I sat beside him on the bed to get a better look at him.

How can you sleep so soundly, even though I’m dangerous and unstable?

I grabbed the blanket he used for me and covered his more personal areas, not wanting him to get too cold, though not enough to keep all his features hidden. Gently touching his eyelids, I remembered how his eyes shimmered earlier.

Lycans’ eyes would glow when they were in their beast form or about to lose control, usually in anger. I had only seen Fenris's orbs glow when he shifted or confronted Layla. He probably didn’t even realize what he was saying when he flipped on me.

Even if he wasn’t thinking correctly and was full of hot thoughts, it filled me in ways I never knew it could. Drawing him took hours, thanks to my body's condition, along with breaks in between for personal things.

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I tried to make as little noise as possible to avoid waking him while I was out and about, and I also used colored pencils instead of wet paint to avoid irritating his nose. When he groggily got up, it was already deep into the night.

"What are you doing?" Fenris yawned, wiping his eyes.

I sighed, reaching to him before pulling on one of his ears.

You’re fault I’m here, dummy. My legs are mushy, thanks to you!

"Drawing you," I answered, pouting.

A soft growl left him before clasping onto the hand that assaulted his fluffy ear.

"Why? I’m right here." He noted, sitting behind me and placing his chin on my shoulder.

He was blissfully unaware of the emotions his words caused in me. A weird sensation filled me, remembering my dreadful dream. His death still plagued my heart.

What if all I have with him is... this moment alone? How would I remember it? Cherish it?

"Memories are best captured," I whispered, feeling a sting in my chest.

The weight of my words was too heavy for me to keep the ache away.

Can I even live with just the memories?

Upon hearing my tone, Fenris got closer to me so I was in between his legs. He straddled me from behind, wearing no clothing from what we had done earlier, while I only wore a simple nightgown that he bought for me to use whenever we were alone.

"How about I engrave it into your mind, then?" Fenris murmured, playfully tracing his hand up my gown and down my bare thigh, landing right in the middle.

His previous touch left me extra sensitive enough to gasp when he caressed my inmate lips lovingly, leaving me tingling.

"No. You already did enough." I pushed on his face.

In response, he licked my hand before nibbling it. I was a bunny trapped in the wolf's grip.

"Did I? I thought you wanted me to lose control." Fenris purred, slipping his fingers into me once again.

A whimper left my lips immediately following his entrance, prompting me to clasp onto his arm.

You’re right; I wanted you to lose control. But…

"I..." I trailed off, unable to resist Fenris's touch.

My legs quivered, slowly parting, allowing him better access. No matter how rough or gentle he was with me, I was utterly addicted to him. He had me right where he wanted. Dropping my coloring pencil, his left hand intertwined with my right, continuing to caress my depths.

“Fenris.” I mewled, leaning onto him.

The bracelet he gave me became one full moon with the one he wore. It happened each time he held my hand in his. A small chuckle came from his lips when the moon charms shone red, resembling the moon that would arrive in about three weeks.

He took his fingers out of me, tenderly kissing my cheek before placing his tail over my lap.

"Hey... try to draw me as I do—" Fenris tried to tease me, only for me to respond by pushing him down onto the bed.

Such a cocky little wolf.

"Jerk." I pouted at him.

My wolf smiled in return, charming me in a way I didn’t want to let go of. It wasn’t long until I leaned into him, stealing his lips for myself. From there, a flurry of kisses followed before my back met with the bed.

“Lily, I want you so much it drives me insane.” He breathed, leaving me starstruck where I was.

Everything he did to me left me wanting more. I loved him with all my heart.

But... will these moments be enough to quell this raging storm in my heart?