Chapter 148

Sienna's POV

The next morning, I was up early, standing by the window with Noah in my arms. The early light painted the gardens in soft gold, and Noah seemed fascinated by the changing shadows. I heard Roman stir behind me and turned to see him watching us, his hair tousled from sleep, his eyes warm.

"Good morning," I said softly. "We were just watching the sunrise, weren't we, little wolf?"

Roman