I glanced at the time and straightened up. "Alright, everyone knows their tasks. Let’s move. We don’t have time to waste, and I want everything to be flawless for Amber."
Hunter and Killian nodded, standing up as they prepared to get to work.
Alek stretched, cracking his knuckles. "You sound like a perfectionist, Alan."
I shot him a look. "I’m making sure the woman who’s about to be our Luna—and the mother of our pups—gets the ceremony she deserves."
Alek smirked. "Which is why you’re a perfectionist."
I ignored him.
Because, at the end of the day, he wasn’t wrong.
The moment Hunter and Killian left, I wasted no time.
Prepare some coffee with cinnamon and something salty to snack on. Now.
The mindlink was sharp, urgent.
Amber wasn’t eating enough. Her morning
