Maxwell's POV.
The early morning sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling window of my bedroom, casting a golden glow across the room. I opened my eyes to the soft warmth, the world still quiet, still untouched. Beside me, Delilah snuggled deeper into my chest, her breathing steady and peaceful.
I stayed still for a moment, savoring the weight of her against me. Yesterday training had been chaotic, filled with uncertainties, but at this moment, she was here. Safe. Mine.
The screen of my phone lit up as I reached for it. 7:00 AM. Delilah’s training with the Gamma was in an hour. I hesitated. She needed rest. The previous day had been exhausting, and I knew she had pushed herself beyond her limits.
Carefully, I shifted her head onto the pillow, making sure not to wake her. She murmured
