Beatrice POV
I woke up warm and safe, wrapped in Darius's arms. The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting everything in soft gold.
He was already awake, watching me with those forest-green eyes.
"Morning," I whispered.
"Good morning." He brushed his thumb across my cheek. "Sleep well?"
"Better than ever." I stretched slightly, then froze when I felt how close we were. How little fabric separated us. "You stayed the whole night."
"I promised I would." His voice was rough with sleep, sending shivers down my spine. "No regrets?"
"None." I bit my lip. "Is that bad? That I wanted you here?"
"It's perfect." He pulled me closer, his hand settling on my waist. "You're perfect."
Luna practically purred in my mind. "Kiss him. Kiss him now."
I didn't need to be told twice. I
