Gray POV

The morning started perfectly. I woke up with Aurora in my arms. Her hair was spread across my chest. Her breathing was slow and steady.

I didn't want to move. I didn't want to disturb this moment. But she stirred anyway. Her eyes opened slowly.

"Good morning," she said. Her voice was soft and sleepy.

"Good morning," I said. I kissed her forehead. Aurora smiled and stretched. "What time is it?"

"Early," I said. "We don't have to get up yet."

"Liar," Aurora said. "You have a council ...