LYRA'S POVThe first thing I notice when I wake up isn't the sunlight creeping through the curtains, it's the weight, steady and warm, resting across my waist.Ethan's arm.I freeze, not because I don't want to be here, but because my body has decided it likes the feeling too much. His breath is slow, deep, brushing the back of my neck in a rhythm that can lull me back to sleep if I let it.But I can't. I need to pee damnit!Carefully, I slide from under his arm, the mattress dipping and sighing as if it disapproves. My bare foot touches the cool floor, and for a moment, I stand there, staring at him.Even asleep, he looks... unshakeable. The faint crease between his brows has softened, but the man is still an Alpha, jaw set, shoulders broad like the world can drop on him and he'll just hold it there.My bladder urges me to get moving and I move to do so.That's when I notice it. Something peeking out from under the bedside lamp close to his side of the bed.A chain. Silver, dull from
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