Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
“Are you going to answer that or do I have to kill someone this morning?” Rowna grunts from over my chest, her eyes still closed in sleep.
“I might settle for the killing,” I tell her grumpily as I slowly blink open
A glance at my alarm clock tells me it is just past five.
In the goddamn morning.
Death, it is.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
With an annoyed growl, I get off the bed and stall toward the door.
“What?!” I snarl as I pull it open.
Andre rears back from me with a wide eyed look.
“Whoah!” He says. “Calm down. Why are you in such a mood?”
“It is barely five in the morning and you are asking me that?” I growl at him
“You have been up earlier than this before!”
“Well, I didn't have my beautiful mate sleeping by my side before, did I?!”
“All right, fair
