Author’s POV
Dawn had barely broken when Allison finished packing their belongings, sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for Lily to wake. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting gentle shadows across the room as she watched her daughter's peaceful sleeping form.
Lily stirred, blinking her sleepy eyes as she noticed her mother. "Mommy?" she murmured, rubbing her eyes and sitting up, her dark hair adorably tousled from sleep.
Allison smoothed her daughter's unruly hair with gentle strokes, her touch filled with maternal tenderness. "Mommy's here, sweetheart. Go wash up now, okay?"
After a quiet breakfast with Lily, Allison had hoped to slip away without disturbing the elderly Alpha Victor. However, the old wolf was unusually early to rise that morning.
