Damien POV
Sleep refused to come.
Knowing Aurélie and my daughter were in the rooms next to mine set my nerves permanently on edge, my thoughts looping without mercy. It didn’t help that technically speaking I’d allowed enemy warriors to sleep under my roof. My Alpha King instincts were stretched tight, senses flared and ready for violence at the slightest provocation. Every creak, every shift of air had me primed to defend.
Aurélie, it seemed, was just as restless.
I caught the sound of soft footsteps on the stairs hers. No doubt she was checking on pretty boy. When I returned from my final boundary sweep, I found him sprawled at the kitchen table, fast asleep. I wasn’t about to wake him and encourage him upstairs to share a bed with Aurélie. This was my pack. My house.
And she was s
