Sophia.

I wake up feeling exhausted. I refused my mate again yesterday. The healer is right. Mateo's energy is all I need to keep going. The medication isn't working the way I want. I observe my mate who is sleeping. I fix my gaze on the attractive man next to me. My hand slowly moves to brush his cheek. I caress him gently because I don't want to wake him up.

"You've wake up. Good morning, my king." I'm beaming with delight. My life is perfect with my husband by my side, and our twins are on the way. So, what else am I looking for?

"Good morning, my dear...