Tovi’s POV
I woke up the next morning, with arms and legs sprawled all over me. I looked over at Greg; he had two pups sleeping beside him. Moneo had two sleeping on top of him, too. I couldn’t see Angelica under the bodies of pups all over her. I giggled at all of them. This is a picture-perfect moment.
I carefully got up and went to the kitchen. Mrs. Cullens and the Omegas were running around, making breakfast for the pack.
“Mrs. Cullens don’t worry about breakfast for the pups. I can get it done for them.”
“Luna, I can get it done for you,” she replied, trying not to drop the pancakes.
“That is ok. You worry about breakfast; I will get this.” She smiled and nodded her head. I got the stuff out to make pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, and sausage for everyone. I found a gallon jug
