Zanthus stirred in his sleep.
He rolled over, until he abruptly sat up. I noticed I was in a different position than I was in earlier - curled up into a ball against the arm of the chair. We both sure were comfy...
Zanthus stood up, and that's when I opened my eyes. His own eyes were wide and alert; as if there were an intruder nearby. I chuckled as I sat up, running a hand through my matted hair.
"Why do you look so startled?" I questioned, voice fatigued.
"I didn't finish the f*****g paperwork!" He cussed, glaring at me. "If I wouldn't of slept, this would've been f*****g done already!" He ran a hand down his still tired face. He looked so stressed...as if he hadn't napped at all. His paperwork was his kryptonite...being an Alpha was, in general.
"I can help you do it tomorrow," I o
