A pleased rumble rolls out from Eddie's chest at her touch. That feels nice. No one has touched him like that in what feels like an age. At first, he thinks maybe it's someone from the pack who came in when he was drifting. Pack omega doesn't have nails like that. But there's only two people he can sense in the room. Himself and--

Eddie's head snaps up at stare at his mate. Her eyes are open. She's awake.

He immediately shifts position on the bed, scooting up onto his hands and knees so he can get closer, cover her body with his without touching her. He croons as he ducks his head to nuzzle at her throat, ignoring the way his eyes well with saltwater and wet her skin. Scenting her and making sure she knows he's here to protect her is the most important thing right now.