The morning light spilled through the wide-pane windows of Beta Luca's quarters, washing the room in a soft golden hue.
I blinked against the warmth of it, slowly registering the unfamiliar ceiling above me.
It wasn’t until I shifted and felt the softness of the bed beneath me that I fully realized where I was.
Beta’s quarters.
I sat up abruptly, heart hammering in my chest. The bed was surprisingly comfortable, even more so than mine.
My gaze scanned the room quickly....plush but not extravagant, clean lines, masculine touches everywhere. And there, on the sofa just a few feet away, lay Beta Luca fast asleep.
He was sprawled awkwardly, one arm hanging off the edge, chest rising and falling in the rhythm of deep sleep.
His features were peaceful in slumber, a stark contrast to th
