Pancakes and Protection
Luna woke as she did everything else - spreading light in waves around her. The first thing she did was sit up, rub her eyes, and declare with toddler authority: "Hungry. Want Adrian's pancakes." She absolutely loved when he cooked for her and his pancakes were her weakness.
Viktor, who hadn't left her side for two days, felt his wolf nearly collapse with relief. Through their bond, Aria sensed him fighting back tears as their daughter showed no ill effects from her massive magical working. She was wanting to eat now.
"Princess," Adrian moved from his guard position, already trying to hide how her request affected him. "You want my pancakes specifically?"
"With stars," Luna nodded seriously, holding up her arms to him. "And up please."
The fierce protector melt
