Chapter 60

The soft morning light streamed into the room, casting long streaks of gold across the wooden floor. Althea stirred in the oversized bed, her limbs tangled in the crisp white sheets. The ache in her muscles reminded her of the night before,of Kaden’s hands on her, his lips, his whispered promises. A flush crept up her cheeks as the memories played back in vivid detail. For a moment, she lay there, basking in the quiet. The distant hum of pack activity reached her ears through the open window, but it felt far removed from the warmth of the room. She rolled onto her side, her eyes landing on Kaden. He sat in a chair by the window, already dressed, his black shirt rolled up at the sleeves. He looked out at the estate grounds, his silver eyes sharp and distant as the early morning light highlighted the strong lines of his jaw. “You’re awake,” he said without turning, his deep voice cutting through the silence. Althea smiled faintly, propping herself up on her elbows. “I didn’t know you wer