Bruno’s pov
"Arise and shine, my love. We have a busy day ahead of us." Freya's high-pitched voice echoed through my room as she drew my curtains apart, flooding my space with the golden rays of sunlight. After a sleepless night of thinking about Lyra and my harshness toward her, the last thing I wanted to hear was Freya's grating voice. I pressed the pillow to my ears as I turned away from the windows.
"Oh, come on, Bruno," Freya whined even louder, her voice taking on that petulant tone I'd grown to despise. "You can't just lie there all day feeling sorry for yourself. You have a lot to do between preparation for our mating ceremony and meetings with the pack elders. The Luna expects us to review the guest list by noon, and we still haven't finalized the ceremonial arrangements."
"Ple
