Apphia
Nicholas pulls out a chair for me, and I sit. He sits opposite me.
A young waitress in black pants and a shirt walks over to us with a smile. She seems momentarily incapacitated for some reason.
"Alpha, Luna," she bows.
"Hello," I say quietly. Nicholas only nods to acknowledge her. The waitress looks excited and keeps staring at us, yet remains proper as she asks for our order.
"I will have crepes, bacon, and strawberries, please," I say, suddenly excited at the thought of having crepes. I can't remember the last time I had them.
Nicholas looks at me with approval and orders his usual breakfast: toast, scrambled eggs, and sausages.
"You leave every girl hot and blushing, don't you, alpha," I say as the waitress scuttles away.
"She is reacting to you. You are too beautiful t
