It's a cold, chilly morning at the Obsidian Moon Packhouse, the sun barely peeking through the clouds and the atmosphere is void of warmth. Allison, who is still asleep, lays on her side in her Mate's bed, her head resting against her pillow and her arm placed underneath it. She is snoring softly with a duvet placed over her body, her eyes shut as she slumbers peacefully.
Grayson, who is in his office next door, has just finished with his work for the morning and is finally standing up from his desk after about two hours, reaching back and stretching his arms and spine before he decides to leave his office and head back into his room. He walks towards the doorway quietly and enters his room, glancing at Allison who is still asleep on the bed; his bed...
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