FREYA

I opened my eyes, a bit surprised to see Jet still asleep. Unusually, he leaves early in the morning to attend his duties as an Alpha, my lips twitch with pleasure as I recalled last night.

Blushing, I reached out to sweep the hair that had fallen over his forehead in his sleep, my hand stilled when he stirr, as I didn’t want him to wake up yet. Feeling satisfied, I turned on my back, my thoughts occupied by the recent events that had been happening.

In as much as I was mad at ...