87- Alaphia

**Third Person**

Rosalie had fallen asleep on Cassian during the festivities. She woke up to a warm stream of heat on her face. She was lying in a cloud-like bed that made her want to cuddle deeper into the covers surrounding her. She stretched her achy muscles before propping herself up on her elbows to get a better look around.

The bed was empty but it was unmade, the imprint of her mates on ei