Chase threw Morgan’s curtains open, flooding the room with sunlight. The wolf shifter lying in bed groaned and threw an arm over his face to shield his eyes from the offending light.

“Too bright,” he groaned, turning his head away and into his elbow.

Chase let out an amused snort that earned him a halfhearted glare from Morgan. “I didn't know you weren't a morning person.”

Morgan just grumbled unintelligibly in response, covering his face ...