Chapter 91 Like A Doting Boyfriend!

• The morning sun seeped through the windows of the Alpha’s room, casting long, harsh rays across the messy white sheets. Outside, the early birds chirped loudly, oblivious to the wreckage inside the room. A sharp, cold breeze swept in through the open balcony door.
• Elara stirred, her consciousness surfacing through a heavy haze of exhaustion. She felt a blissful warmth pressed against her back, a heat so steady and inviting that she let out a soft, hazy moan.
• “God, I love this pillow,” she muttered into the darkness of her closed eyelids, nuzzling deeper into the firm, muscular expanse beneath her cheek. She wrapped her arms around the pillow, sighing as she felt the steady thrum of a heartbeat.