Alarick groaned when his 5am alarm went off. He felt like he had just closed his damn eyes. He reached behind him to pick up his blaring phone and cracked an eye open to hit the snooze button. When he pulled his arm back, he wrapped his arms around Lilith and pulled her close to his chest, content with his mate in his arms.
“Our mate is not a damn body pillow you dumbass! Get the hell up and find her NOW!”
Alarick’s eyes shot open at Ambrose’s irritated voice, and realized he was in fact spooning a body pillow. He shot out of bed in a panic looking for his missing mate. He was starting to feel immense guilt about last night and whimpered as he looked around his empty room. Right when he felt a panic attack squeezing his chest, his bathroom door opened, and a refreshed looking Lilith ca
