The sound of Malachi cooing through the monitor woke me from a dead sleep. Last night was the first night in a long time that I slept peacefully. No nightmares, no racing thoughts; Just sleep.
My leg was thrown over Luka’s lower half, and he looked like a God with one arm behind his head and the other beneath me. The sun shining through the window highlighted every intricate design that painted his chest, and I’d never seen anything more beautiful.
Carefully sliding out of bed, I tip toed out of the room, freezing when I saw a hooded figure standing beside Malachi’s basinet.
I could shift, but that would make too much noise….
Grabbing a decorative sconce, I continued forward, making myself light on the feet. I practiced this at the academy. The key to being undetected started with
