Emily's pov
I'd always loved that romantic comedy trope where couples wake up all cuddly, basked in the morning glow, and surrounded by the scent of freshly brewed coffee.
It seemed only right that Xavier and I got it the other way around.
What woke us up was, in this order, the thunder, the window bursting open, and, finally, the icy rain showering into the room and all over us.
"s**t!" Xavier screamed, waking up with a jolt. Every single Alpha instinct we had got triggered, and we ran to the window, pushing with all our might to get it closed, an operation that took us at least two whole minutes.
"Can you hold it for a moment?" Xavier asked me, panting. "I'll look for something to keep it shut!"
I nodded, and he let it go on the count of three. It was way harder to fight against th
