*Morgan*
The next morning, I wake up in the best mood I've been in since my cottage burned down. I jump out of bed and dress in the new clothes Catherine bought me. I choose the white sleeveless dress and put on the white underwear. I examine the heart-shaped bite in the mirror and can tell that it still will heal by the end of this month. I look out the window and see the sun has not yet risen.
I quietly walk downstairs and decide to make breakfast for the pack to give Tanya a break. I find all the ingredients to make a big breakfast. I fry eggs, tomatoes, sausage, and bacon. I make a big pot of oatmeal and toast with butter and jam. By the time I'm done, the sun has risen, and I hear people in the house starting to get up. Tanya comes into the room with wide eyes.
“Morgan, you're so
