A floral, sweet-tasting fragrance intruded into her subconscious early in the morning, arousing her.
Turning on her side, Isadore stifled a yawn and tried to recapture the blurred outlines of the dream she was having, but a ray of sunlight made its way between the blankets, disturbing her rest.
Holding back a sigh, Isadore remained with her eyes closed for a few moments longer, reluctant to leave the warmth of the bed, for once it hadn't been a nightmare that had awakened her.
She slept for a few hours only, having fallen asleep just before dawn but busy hours awaited her and after stifling a few more yawns, Isadore gathered the courage to get up, determined to face the day.
And Rhys' opposition.
Despite their furious argument the night before, he had healed her wounds with his Alpha
