Seraphine's POV
Dary was dead to the world, but his warriors had stationed themselves like sentinels around my dorm. Two of them had even materialized out of thin air to shadow my every move. I knew the entire pack was keeping watch, and not one of them dared challenge Orion since father had given his blessing.
"Bradddd!" I hammered on his door until my knuckles ached, but the wolf was completely unconscious. A nuclear explosion wouldn't rouse him from his slumber.
"He rolled in past midnight," Kenneth, one of the warriors, explained with a knowing look. "Completely wiped out."
My teeth ground together in frustration. "Please tell me someone made breakfast."
"Absolutely," Kenneth's face brightened. "The omegas whipped up something incredible for everyone."
I exhaled sharply. Dad had actually sent omegas to cook for this entire army? Walking into the kitchen, I discovered two omegas slaving over enough food to feed a small battalion.
