Tyrese
When I woke the next morning, the house was hauntingly quiet. The other side of the bed was empty, leaving the comforter untouched and cool in Malia’s absence. Last night was the first time in a while she hadn’t slept by my side, and I had a terrible sleep without her. Then, after getting ready to leave for the pack house, I headed down to knock on Liam’s door, surprised to find it already open. I peered inside the room, finding the bed unslept in, with Liam no where in sight. He must have left after I’d fallen asleep last night. Hopefully he hadn’t gotten himself into any trouble, although I was certain I would have heard something about it by now if he had.
“Morning gorgeous,” I mind linked Malia, hoping she was already awake. I felt her mood brighten at the sound of my voice a
