“Amber, sit,” Alan said, his voice soft but commanding.
I moved automatically, sinking into the chair he pulled out for me. Aaron brought over the last stack of pancakes, setting them in the center of the table before sliding into the seat to my right. Alek sat on my left, and Alan took the chair directly across from me, his gaze never leaving my face.
“Eat up, sweetness,” Aaron said, loading my plate with enough food to feed a small army. Pancakes, bacon, eggs, fresh fruit—it all kept piling up until I raised a hand to stop him.
“That’s… a lot,” I said, staring at the heaping plate in front of me.
“You’ll need it,” Alek said with a wink, handing me a fork.
I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t help the smile that tugged at my lips. They were impossible.
“Come on, jewel, open up,” Alan te
