Athena's P.O.V.
I wake up the next morning to the feeling of a cold and empty bed beside me. I chuckle a little at the fact that Callan somehow always manages to escape from the room undetected. I either must be almost dead when I'm asleep, or he's just becoming impressively stealthy. The smell of food wafts through the air, and I flip over and stare at the ceiling as it takes over my smell. I lay there for a few moments and soak in the feeling of Callan's happiness that's coursing through me from the mate bond. If I had to guess, he's in the kitchen cooking for his entire family. His mom and sisters, including Anna, all under one roof. It's all he's wanted for weeks, and I'm excited that he finally gets to have this little moment of happiness, before we have to send them all away.
