#Chapter 115: The Future

Aria Lying in Darren’s arms the next morning, I could feel the warmth of the sun streaming through the curtains, the gentle rise and fall of his chest beneath my cheek. His heartbeat, steady and strong, pulled me out of sleep. But I didn’t get up and start my day just yet; instead, I let my eyes drift closed, just basking in the quiet serenity of the moment. After a little while, Darren began to stir. His grip on my bare shoulder tightened ever so slightly, and his breathing began to speed up as he shook sleep off. “Darren?” I murmured softly, my fingers tracing idle patterns on his shirtless chest. “Hm?” His voice was groggy, still heavy with sleep, but the sound of it made my heart flutter all the same. “Do you think…” I hesitated, biting my lip as I looked up at his mussed raven hair cascading across his shoulders. “Do you think you’ll still run in the Alpha King election?” That seemed to rouse him fully. Darren shifted, propping himself up on one