Allison's POV
The familiar scent of coffee and something buttery wafted up from downstairs. I sat up, momentarily disoriented before remembering last night's unwelcome visitor.
I slipped out of bed, pulling on my robe as I made my way downstairs. The sight that greeted me in my kitchen was surreal—Lucian Storm, the powerful Alpha who commanded respect across multiple territories, stood at my stove flipping pancakes while humming softly.
"Morning," he said without turning around, his wolf senses having detected my presence immediately. "Coffee's ready. I found some blueberries in your fridge for the pancakes."
Jasmine stirred within me, unusually alert for this hour. I ignored her interest and crossed my arms. "You look remarkably recovered."
"Alpha healing," he replied wit
