I woke to Ryder lifting my eyelids, his new trick. I was still lying in the clothes I had on last night, laid across the bed.
Dammit, I must have fallen asleep waiting for Roman replying.
“Good morning Little Wolfie” I smile at my son.
“Mama” he smiles kissing my head. “Tea”
Thinking with his belly as always. He wants food.
I sat myself up, noticing my phone had fallen to the floor. I pick it up, lifting Ryder up as I do and we head downstairs into the kitchen.
As I do, I notice the scent of Roman is still strong in the lounge. The scent tugs at my heart, pulling at the mate bond.
I sit Ryder in his high chair as I make him some toast and fill his sippy cup with some milk, placing it in front of him. I give him his toast and then headed to the coffee machine to make myself a m
