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Morning After

作者: C.C. Evans
last update publish date: 2026-05-08 01:51:02

I wake with a violent jolt.

For a split second, I don't know where I am. The ceiling above me is unfamiliar—too high, too clean. Pale morning light filters through curtains I don't recognize, slicing the room into sharp lines.

My heart slams against my ribs.

Then the scent hits me.

Male.

Warm.

Overwhelming.

Alpha.

Panic floods my system so fast it steals my breath.

What the fuck.

I sit up abruptly, the sheet slipping down my body as memory crashes into me all at once—heat, closeness, his weight
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