ALPHA XAVIER POV

The morning sun, streaming through the gauzy curtains, painted the room in a warm, golden light. I woke with a contented sigh, my senses still reeling from the night's passionate symphony. Isabel lay nestled against me, her soft, rhythmic breathing a lullaby in my ear. I watched her sleep, her dark hair spread across the pillow like a silken waterfall, her lips curved into a hint of a smile. A feeling of profound contentment washed over me, a feeling as deep and rich as the velvety night we’d spent together. My wolf, always mirroring my emotions, let out a happy howl within my chest, a sound that...