The Morning After

Elowen.

I slowly wake up the next morning feeling light and free. Sunlight streams through the massive windows of Killian's quarters, warming my bare skin. I roll over, reaching out, but my hand hits cool, unwrinkled sheets. My heart sinks a bit to find the massive bed empty. Alpha Killian is already gone. I sit up, pulling the thick blanket over my chest. I glance toward the bathroom, hoping to