Rrrring! Rrrring! Rrrring!
The alarm on Elias' phone rang, the sharp, loud sound stabbing right through his brain and interrupting his sleep. Letting out a groan, the Omega stirred, fighting against his desire to bury his head in the pillow and go back to sleep. He was used to working himself to the bone and getting little rest, so usually he was very good at getting up as soon as the alarm rang…
But that day, for some reason, he struggled to even force himself to reach out for his phone to turn the alarm off. His body was heavy, and his head was pounding…
"Cough, cough!"
A dry cough escaped his sore throat.
It wasn't just some tiredness. It seemed that getting soaked the other day had catastrophic effects on his already weakened body.
He had caught a cold.
