After the Storm

Evander POV

The soft kiss of the early morning sun on my cheek woke me up.

"Urgh," I moaned, feeling my back hurt. I must have fallen asleep during the early morning of the night, laying my head on top of the bed.

I blinked a couple of times against the bright light, rubbing the spit from my mouth as I tried to get my eyes focused.

"Morning, Alpha," Cyrus said, his lips twisted in a mocking smile.