My alarm goes off and I groan as I smack my beside table, searching for the torture device waking me from my peaceful slumber. Strong arms pull me into a firm, warm chest and I let out a pleasant sigh. Nothing on this planet could compare to the feeling of being in my mate’s arms. Pizza was a close second though.
“Time to get up my sleepy little flower,” Ryker whispered as he kissed my hair.
“No thanks,” I mumble and cuddle closer to him.
He chuckles, “Willow, you have training this morning. Valencia won’t let you skip it, no matter how much you drank last night.”
So, I may have done a naughty thing last night. No, I didn’t drink alcohol, I’m not a moron. After Opal had dropped a bombshell on me, I had excused myself from the table and went to seek her out. I asked her to cast an ill
