Samantha woke slowly in their darkened bedroom, her supernatural senses telling her it was two hours before sunset. Almost a year had passed since her transformation, and her body had finally adapted to these early rises. She remembered those first difficult months when waking before sunset had felt like fighting against nature itself - the bone-deep lethargy, the disorientation, the almost painful sensitivity to even the faintest light. Now it felt natural, giving her precious twilight hours to prepare for the night ahead.
Marcus stirred beside her, his velvety smooth fingers tracing patterns on her arm. On her other side, Kai's warmth radiated through the sheets, his steady breathing showing he was still asleep. Through their bond, she felt Marcus's quiet contentment mixed with anticipation for the evening ahead.
"Training day," he murmured against her hair. His voice carried a hint of concern that echoed through their connection.
