The following morning brought a rare stillness to the cabin.
I woke up wrapped in Ryker’s arms, his large body curled protectively around mine. Sunlight filtered through the windows, casting warm patterns across the bed. For the first time in what felt like forever, there was no immediate crisis pulling at us.
Ryker stirred, pressing a slow kiss to my bare shoulder. “Morning, my queen.”
His voice was rough with sleep and something deeper. His hand slid down my side, possessive even in half-consciousness. I turned in his arms and kissed him properly, savoring the way he pulled me closer, deepening the kiss until heat began to build again.
Before it could escalate, the door creaked open.
Kai leaned against the frame, shirtless and smirking. “Breakfast is ready. And Leo sent another vide
