Alpha Doyle
When I walked back into our room, I expected to find Lena up and getting ready for the day.
Instead, she was still curled up in bed.
I stopped in the doorway, surprised.
Lena was not a morning sleeper. In fact, in the short time I’d known her, she’d put my daughters to shame when it came to getting out of bed early. Leah, Julie, and Lilly could burrow beneath their blankets and sleep until almost lunchtime if I let them.
Lena was different.
She was usually up with the sun, already dressed and ready to face the day.
Seeing her still tucked beneath the blankets immediately put me on alert.
I crossed the room and stopped beside the bed, looking down at her.
“What are you still doing in bed, love?” I asked softly.
She peeked out from beneath the blankets.
“Planning on hi
