Chapter 87

Danica’s POV

I had no idea how I got into a bed, but when I dragged my eyes open lazily, I was right there, in a room that was very much the ‘Alexander-vibe’. His arms were wrapped around me and my legs clung to him like he might disappear if I let go.

I tried to move my limbs out of his, but the dull ache that shot through my core from the impact stopped me altogether.

I moaned, moving groggily to look up at him. But I clearly didn’t expect him to be wide awake, staring at me like I was an award he still couldn’t believe he had.

“Was I too hard on you, last night? I’m beginning to feel guilty,” he murmured, voice low, sending a shiver coiling through my stomach.

“You don’t sound guilty at all, Alexander,” I whispered in response, every inch of my body aching so much, it began to feel like I might just snap in half even if I talked too loud.

“Maybe I’m not. It’s not my fault that I can’t get enough of you, Little mate,” he murmured and anot