~Morticia~
The pleasant scent of warm food was the first alluring smell that piqued my subconscious mind first, then followed by the trying voice of Alpha Dino, his scent followed after.
“Wake up, you little bug” he yanked the duvet off my body, thereby letting me feel the wrath of the cold weather that followed right after.
“Wake up morticia I don’t have the luxury to stay here all day, I want to see you eat, and take your medication” he said, stil tapping my face, frustrated and disgusted by his pettiness I reluctantly opened my eyes.
“I am up.” I said.
The warm ray of light teases my eyes, for a second everything was blurry and too close to my face, including this man with a plate in his hands, his face was barely visible. But I could tell the remains of him.
Dark trousers and shi
