*Mark*

When the first light of the day shines through the lace curtains in Rose’s room, she is still asleep, leaning her head on my chest. I know I have to go meet with the other Alphas, but I really don’t want to leave her. I let them know the night before that she is fine using the mind-link.

I kiss the top of her head, and her eyes flutter open.

“Morning, love,” I whisper groggily, praying I don’t have morning breath.

She rubs her face onto my chest, and ...