Chapter 63

Lara

Hours later, I wake up to my alarm blasting music from Ashton’s bedside table. It’s daylight, and I oink like a pig before my breathing returns to normal after snoring all night. Gosh, how embarrassing. Did I bother Ashton?

I look at him, sleeping peacefully, his face relaxed. His strong arms are still wrapped around me, holding me tightly to his chest. A soft snore escapes his lips, and I can’t help but giggle softly.

He is so cute—a total catch. I wonder if Ashton was popular back in high school. Probably. He was presumably involved with some sport since he is built like an Alpha. His face is also incredibly beautiful, almost feminine, since his eyelashes are so long.

I keep daydreaming about him until I realize that I should be getting dressed. My alarm goes off at eight—I have to hurry and wake up Ashton so we aren’t late for the early combat training he holds every morning.

“Hey!” I shake him awake, or at least I try. “We must get up, or we will be late for the combat t