I blink and open my eyes, the sun is shining right in my face and I stretch, yawning. Suddenly I remember this morning, he bit me. Jace marked me as his and now we are connected, well not really but something. With a big grin on my face, I turn to him and look into his sleeping face.

When he sleeps he looks so sweet, so kind and not like the strong and evil alpha - that he always pretends to be. His facial features are soft and relaxed, I gently stroke them with my fingertips and run them down his neck to his bare chest. My fingernails scratch lightly...