Alastair nodded, and still feeling the daze, he rushed inside after thanking Evanora. He rushed to the Omegas, asking them to make breakfast for Grace. He wanted to take it for her himself.
“How do you feel?” He asked her mate, when he stepped into their bedroom. Grace looked at him from their bed with a smile.
“I’m okay,” she said, but her gaze moved on the tray that Alastair carried.
“Do you think you can eat?”
She smiled and nodded. Alastair put the tray on her lap, then he took a thick fur blanket and covered Grace’s shoulders. She was still without clothes, and he was afraid she would catch a cold.
Grace ate, and Alastair just sat next to her, making sure she was comfortable.
“Aren’t you busy?” Grace asked him. Alastair frowned.
“I am busy. I have a pregnant mate, who I have
