Chapter 18

Saph POV

A soft knock rouses me from my sleep. I lift my head up looking in the direction of the door.

Who could it be?

I flop my head back down after a few seconds of silence and assume it must have been a mistake. Good. I’m exhausted from waking up throughout the night. I kept having that weird dream about the sexy clown from the other night. Only in this dream, the clown looked somewhat like Alpha Asher. I guess since the clown had bright, pink hair, my brain must have made that association. I woke up feeling grossed out that Alpha Asher had wormed his way into my dreams somehow. I swear, this guy is like a virus.

Another knock, slightly firmer than the first, rattles my door again.

“Who is it?!” I shout, frustrated that anyone would be so barbaric to wake me up before the sun is up.

“Sorry to wake you, Miss Stone. I was instructed to collect you for your morning duties,” a delicate voice calls from the other side of the do