Katelyn’s POV

The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. I blinked, my body warm, tangled in sheets that didn’t belong to me.

Then, I turned my head.

Cayden.

He was still asleep beside me, his breathing deep and steady. His arm was lazily draped over my waist, his bare skin warm against mine.

For a moment, I just stared.

I couldn’t believe it.

I had spent the night with Cayden. He remarked me.

My heart pounded, my mind racing with conflicting ...