ALPHA LUKE POV
This morning, I woke up and personally made a special breakfast for my Luna. French toast with sausage paired with some French roast coffee. She has a big day ahead of her and I want to make sure she’s all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for when Lilimar and my mother show up to get her ready.
When I made it back to the room she was still snoring lightly with her mouth parted. I put the food on the table, got on the bed, and nuzzled into her neck. “Shortcake.” I whispered, and nudged her shoulder with my chin. “Luna.” I said a little louder.
She grumbled and moaned. “Cinco minutos más mami. (Five more minutes mom.)” Then she proceeded to pull the blankets over her head and curl into a little ball. “No mas minutos. (No more minutes)” I said sternly and began to tickle her sid
