Lailani's pov
The morning light streamed through the thin curtains, and I stretched like a cat and yawned.
I normally woke up earlier than this.
I blinked as consciousness returned, taking in the serene face beside me.
Aziel, still deep in sleep, looked so peaceful, so unlike the fierce, powerful alpha he was known to be.
My heart swelled with a mixture of fondness and embarrassment as I recalled our night together.
Heat rushed to my cheeks as flashes of our whispered confessions and tender moments played in my mind.
We hadn’t just shared a night; we’d shared our souls.
And after the first time, there had been two more—each - more intense, more intimate than the last.
I could still hear his voice murmuring against my ear.
“You’re so beautiful, Lailani. I’m the luckiest man ali
