Today, I granted all the Omegas a well-deserved day off. After the recent turmoil caused by the hunters' attack, they needed time to reconnect with their families and find solace in something other than routine and exhaustion. The scars of fear still clung to our walls, even if the blood had long since been scrubbed clean. So, as a small gesture of appreciation, I insisted they take a full day to rest and heal.
Of course, that meant we had to manage our meals ourselves.
I stirred awake to the soft glow of morning sunlight filtering through Klaus's enormous bedroom windows. The warmth of his body beside me was comforting, his arm still lazily draped over my waist. For a moment, I just listened to the rhythm of his breathing. The memory of the night before—the way our souls had tangled as
