Ezra
I woke up to the bright rays of the sun shining directly on my face. The first thing I noticed was how unusually comfortable I was.
The second was that my head hurt.
I groaned and shifted, still half asleep, and immediately slammed my forehead into something hard.
"Ouch."
I rubbed my head and blinked a few times.
Then a deep voice above me said, "Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you."
I froze.
My eyes snapped open, and I looked up.
Alpha Richard.
For one horrifying second, my brain refused to process what I was seeing.
I was lying on Alpha Richard's chest.
His arm was around my waist and we looked like a couple. The hairs on my skin stood up and I was fighting the feelings of both disgust and anger.
I shot upright so fast I nearly fell off the bed.
"What the hell?" I snapped, staring at him. "How did I end up there?"
Richard looked completely relaxed, like waking up with me practically glued to him was the most normal thing in the world.
