I woke up to the sound of approaching trolley wheels. I saw Trisha pushing the breakfast trolley to the side of the bed closest to me. I looked at the wall clock, and it was already eight o'clock.
"Gosh, I overslept!”
I pulled the blanket to cover my exposed chest and straightened my seat. I searched for Castor's whereabouts and wondered where he was now. My room was even cleaner and tidier than last night, which looked chaotic with clothes scattered on the carpet.
“Good morning, Luna Godiva. Iride tells me that you like this kind of breakfast. Is this enough?”
“Yes, Trisha. It is very pretty. Where is Alpha Castor?”
“Alpha Castor is in the backyard riding. Would you like to catch up with him?”
I was curious about Trisha's explanation. It was a little strange that werewolves were pr
