Amber's POV
A shiver disrupts my sleepy peace. My hands search for any sign of warmth next to me, but all they find is an icy absence. I open my eyes and find myself in bed alone. It feels wrong. Where is Alex? I drag my body out of bed. The room spins. I'm still weak from yesterday. My heavy limbs beg me to crawl back into bed, but I want to find Alex first.
My palms skate along the walls, keeping me upright. I can hear the sounds of people, several of them if my ears are to be trusted. The smell of bacon and pancakes fills the air. I reach the end of the hallway. The first thing I see is my mate. He's cooking as usual. Paige, Colin, James, and Cassie are seated at the table, eating. My gaze wanders back to the man responsible for this smile on my face. Even in my exhausted state,
