Leila I could get used to breakfasts like these. I’m a creature of habit. So a good, hard workout followed by Dina’s magic and I’m a happy camper. My training session with Jasmine this morning kicked my ass. My wolfy appetite is roaring to go. I’m almost done with my second plate of eggs when I see the gorgeous blonde she-wolf from last night enter the kitchen. She was so nice to help me! But before I can say anything to her, Dina’s there. “Good morning!” Dina greets her as she takes a seat down the counter from me. Dina’s wide smile and cheery disposition are no match for the joy that her breakfast frittata brings to anyone nearby. She plops a fat plate in front of my new breakfast companion, who wastes no time pitchforking her mouth full of food. “Slow down!” Dina chides playfull

