P.O.V. Sofia
I was awake, but I still didn't dare to open my eyes and wake up from what I was sure was a dream.
My body no longer ached and my skin was wrapped in a blanket so soft and delicate that it felt like I was lying on a cloud.
I don't remember sleeping this well after becoming an adult.
Reluctantly, I opened my eyes and was swept away by a wave of reality.
He, the Alpha King, was sitting in an armchair and his gaze was on me as if it could burn me through with such intensity.
“It's still early. Go back to sleep,” he said without changing his facial expression.
I then realized that I was lying in his luxurious bed and that he had possibly had an uncomfortable night in a small armchair because of me.
In one leap, I rose from the bed and promptly knelt at his feet.
“Excuse
