Alexander's POV:

“Uhmm!” I let out a groan, waking up slowly, as the first pale rays of dawn slipped through the heavy curtains of our bedroom. Namara was still curled against my side, with one hand resting protectively over the small swell of her belly.

The bandage on her cheek had been changed last night, but the faint bruise beneath it still made my chest tighten so I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead, then another to the corner of her mouth, careful not to wake her ...