As I slowly woke from the haze of sleep, the first thing I became aware of was the deep, soft snore emanating from beside me. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dim light filtering through the curtains. And there he was, lying next to me like some dark, brooding god.
Kael's form sprawled across the bed, his muscular frame stretched out with an almost feral grace. At 6'4, he dominated the space around him, his broad shoulders and chiseled chest a testament to his strength. Even in sleep, his presence was commanding, a silent reminder of the power he held over me.
Piercing gray eyes flickered beneath heavy lids, framed by dark, unruly hair that tumbled in disarray around his face. His features were rugged and angular, with a hint of danger lurking just beneath the surface. Every line
