Morgan’s POV

She was still asleep when I woke up. Curled beside me, lashes resting softly against flushed cheeks, lips parted slightly as she breathed.

Alora.

And now she was here. She was mine.

Body, mind and soul.

She was safe.

I shuddered at the thought of what that animal wanted to do to her in that bathroom if I didn't show up on time.

Because I made sure of it.

Her body stirred slightly, and I watched the way her brows pinched. I leaned in, kissed her forehead.

She mumbled something ...