Alexander's POV:

“Shit!’ I muttered curses under my breath as the alarm blared beside my head, the sound drilling straight into my skull then I slapped my hand against the bedside table until my fingers finally found the phone and silenced it.

The room fell quiet again, but the irritation lingered. “Bloody hell.” I murmured, staring up at the ceiling.

I ran a hand through my hair, exhaled slowly, then forced myself out of bed. There were days I woke up energized, ready to face ...