The morning sun crept through the high, arched windows of the Alpha’s suite, painting golden stripes across the velvet duvet. Elara groaned, burying her face in a mountain of goose-down pillows. Her head felt heavy, her muscles hummed with a strange, residual electricity, and her nose was currently informing her that someone three floors down was frying bacon with slightly too much black pepper. "Too loud," she mumbled into the silk. "The sun is too loud." "That’s the light, darling. Sound is what you hear with your—well, with those." Elara’s eyes snapped open. She sat up abruptly, and the movement caused a sudden, violent thump-thump-thump against the mattress. She froze. Slowly, she reached a hand behind her, her fingers diving through the blankets until they met something thick, exceptionally soft, and very much attached to her spine. "Fenris," she whispered, her voice trembling. "There is a rhythmic intruder in the bed." Fenris was sitting in a plush armchair by the hearth, n
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