I felt the quilt being ripped away from me. I curled up in a ball.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I complained groggily as I grappled for the covers.
“Come on, time to get out of bed.” Jace grabbed the sheets and started pulling on them, the fabric popped of the corners of the mattress and started sliding down the bed, dragging me down with it.
“Knock it off.’ I groaned and tried to gently kick Jace away.
“Oh no you don’t. Come on baby, time to hop up.” Jace laughed at my feeble attempts at fending him off.
I cracked one eye open and looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand.
“It’s 5:00 a.m., what the hell are you doing?” I grumble. They always let me sleep in.
“While you were out at dinner last night with your sister, mom and dad managed to convince Noah and I to let you train
