Morgan's POV

I woke up super late, just realizing how much I loved a comfortable bed.

I opened my eyes, flinching the second they landed on Azriel, just casually lounging on my bed, watching me like a fucking creep.

I couldn't believe my eyes, and my heart practically jumped right into my rib cage.

“One would think you had reflexes. You just let yourself go and sleep? You're not scared of anything?”

“How did you get in here?” My eyes went straight for the door. I swear I remember locking it.

“I walked in? That's obviously how I got in here.”

Then I spotted exactly what he did and rolled...