-Cora-
“Mama,” Peter smiles, looking up at me.
“What?!” I exclaim. “Did you say mama?”
“Mama, mama,” he laughs.
“Oh, my sweet baby!” His first word. I’m a little sad Joseph isn’t here, but I don’t have to tell him. I can pretend to be surprised when he gets back.
I get him dressed for the day and make my way down to the dining room. Thankfully, it isn’t as crowded today, though there are still quite a few people here.
An omega bows with a smile as I walk past. “Good morning, Queen Cora. Prince Peter.”
“Good morning!” I reply brightly.
I feel more comfortable around the pack now, especially after the ball. After going down and meeting the omegas, they’ve been more relaxed around me. Instead of nervous, silent bows, they smile and greet me. It feels better, and I think
