Morgan's POV

I woke up to hear Azriel calling out to me, as if he knew I had just woken up, refreshed and feeling wonderful. My bones were definitely stronger. I felt on top of the world.

“You up?”

“Yes.”

“Feeling better?”

“Perfect. I feel like you deserve to die now.”

He got up from the floor all smiles like he didn't believe I could kill him. He's an idiot to think that.

“That's good. It sounds amazing.”

Azriel invited himself to the bed, not being an absolute gentleman, and he pulled me to him. Of course I tried pushing him away but failed.

“Stop, I'm not interested!” He pressed...