ALPHA LINCOLN'S POV

I slowly opened my eyes, blinking against the sun which filtered through the curtains and into the room.

I turned around and shifted slightly, feeling the warmth of my bed and the softness of my sheets beneath me.

With a soft smile on my face and a contented sigh, I turned and gazed at my Montana, who was still sleeping right beside me.

"How did I not see her earlier?", I asked myself, taking notice of her peaceful face and rest. Her hair is a bit rough from sleep, and then gentle rise and fall of her chest with each breath.

Seeing my mark on her neck,...