Waking up to the sound of yet another rooster felt like living inside a nightmare that crowed rhythmically at sunrise. It’s been almost a week, and I still can’t understand why the universe insists on waking me up with a bird who clearly hates mornings more than I do.
‘I’m hunting the stupid bird for dinner.’
Rose grumbled with murderous sincerity, her tone even lighter than yesterday, which should have calmed me — but it didn’t. The moment she avoided answering my real question, icy worry curled in my stomach. Something happened to her… something she didn’t want to tell me in front of company.
My thoughts froze, because I was also very aware that I was waking up under the solid, warm embrace of one very sexy prince.
Cassian’s arm was slung over my waist, our legs tangled, his breath w
