Drake's Pov
And in the blink of an eye it is Friday morning, and I am excited and worried about meeting Nicole's mother. I stretch as I roll out of bed, blinking against the early morning light streaming through my window. The familiar warmth of my mother’s hand on my arm guiding me as we make our way down the hall, her quiet footsteps echoing beside me. Together, we walk down the stairs, each step bringing us closer to the murmurs and soft clinks of dishes from the dining hall below. The smell of fresh bread and roasted coffee filled the air, hinting at a comforting breakfast that awaited us.
When we enter, the dining hall is bustling with pack members, everyone stops what they are doing and turns to look at us. I guess they are still getting used to seeing their old Luna after all the
