Omegas were normally bound to wake up before high-ranking wolves, but that day they found Regina in the kitchen. The Princess had made all of the food alone, where Olivia just helped with chopping. The whole house was filled with so much mouth-watering food that passers by also wondered if there was a celebration. The big dining table was nearly covered with bowls and dishes that the two friends were packing into the containers.
“Regina, are you not sleeping well these days?” Olivia wondered.
“Why do you say that?” Regina paused in surprise. Was it that obvious?
“So it is true? Why can't you sleep?” Olivia inquired, but Regina turned mute. For the past few nights, she had been having dreams not of Grant but her dead son Vayu. He would cry, calling for her, and when she would try to to
