Arlene's POV
The morning sun filtered through the windows as I descended the stairs, feeling surprisingly refreshed after a solid night's sleep. The bustling energy of the kitchen welcomed me with warm greetings from every direction. Having this many people around in the morning still felt foreign, yet I found myself completely at ease rather than overwhelmed.
Annabella approached with her characteristic warmth. "Good morning, Alpha Danvers. I prepared your usual fruit selection for the morning smoothie. Please let me know if you need anything additional."
Relief washed over me seeing her familiar face. "Thank you so much. I apologize for the sudden departure yesterday evening. Your cooking was absolutely incredible."
She waved dismissively with understanding in her eyes. "These things happen beyond our control. Should we modify your nutritional supplements now that circumstances have changed?" Her gaze drifted meaningfully toward my midsection.
