Breakfast the next morning was the same as the previous one. Michael sat with Lilia while the pack dined together.
He seemed even more engrossed in her today than he had the previous day.
Jemma held her head high as she walked into the dining room.
The pack greeted her with good mornings and smiled at her confidence.
They seemed a bit more at ease now and she was glad.
Being the proud Luna she was meant to be, made them stronger as a pack, even if the Alpha wasn't there.
"Good morning," she greeted the king, still not being able to control that little bit if venom in her voice.
He looked up at her, shocked that she was so calm.
"Good morning," he replied, seeming a little suspicious of her sudden chipper mood.
The servant arrived over with her breakfast but Jemma held up a hand, "
