Misha
"Wake up!" Josie's voice rings in my ears, waking me from my slumber. I blink around and groan when the sunlight hits my eyes.
This is Josie's room, and we never shut the blinds after we fell asleep wrapped up in each other.
"Gah..." I say, and nuzzle my nose into Josie's neck.
Most of her red hair is in a muffin on her head, but tiny baby hairs tickle my nose. It makes me smile. I don't want to ever leave this bed.
Not when things couldn't be more perfect.
My mate, my beautiful and precious Josie, is in my arms. Hugging her is heaven but to my dismay, she continues to harass me.
"Get up, Misha!" Josie wriggles around like an earthworm. "You have a battle against Asher in two hours, and you should eat breakfast before beating him up! Get moving!"
"I can't believe my mate
