(Mylay's POV)
I woke up this morning a little sore from Quame's full-body workout he gave me all around our chambers last night. I blushed at the thought of all the ways he pleased my body. It was Friday and the third and final day of the summit. I enjoyed hosting, but I was ready to get everyone out so the packhouse could go back to normal. I didn't see Quame' in our chambers, so I quickly showered, dressed, and made my way to find my Alpha.
I walked into the large dining hall and spotted Quame' making his plate over by the buffet. I crept up behind him, attempting to scare him. "Good morning!" I yelled as I grabbed him from behind. "Good morning, my love," he stated as he made his way to the table with two plates in each of his large hands. "I made your plate already," he said as he h
