DANTE’SPOV
To think that I actually thought and convinced myself that I would get a better quality of sleep when Selene was next to me was actually laughable. This was something that I realized after I made the impulsive decision of moving her into my room. I should have never told them to bring her here because now avoiding her was going to be impossible, I should have thought this through.
I had trained myself to rest lightly, to wake at the smallest shift in air, the faintest change in scent. An Alpha who slept too deeply did not live long. For years, I had worn my exhaustion like armor, believing that control over my body mirrored control over my kingdom.Tonight, sleep was the enemy.Selene lay on the far side of my bed, her back turned to me, a rigid line of tension beneath the thin
