Fifty

VINCENT

She was asleep in my arms, her facial features relaxed. A smile ghosted over my lips when I recalled the events that had happened the previous night. Rylee was becoming quite sly and naughty, not that I was complaining.

Thinking back to the moment I'd brought her to the pack made me feel a sense of satisfaction. If she had ended up being executed, my world would have remained glum. She was the bright light that attracted me. I didn't want to admit it at first, but I was glad to have her as my mate.

"What time is it?" She mumbled, burying her face against my chest. I glanced across the room, my gaze falling on the digital clock.

"Ten minutes past seven," I responded and she hummed.

"Let's sleep a little more," she groaned, keeping her arm around my torso.

We remained in bed for the most part of the morning. I had to pay Ryan a visit thereafter. Rylee insisted that she wanted to come with me. But, I firmly refused her. She made me promise her that I would contact her if somethi