The next morning, Connor showed up in the kitchen half asleep with Sora propped up on one hip. He stifled a yawn and nodded to greet Glen who was standing in front of the kitchen making breakfast and Nube who was also awake. The little omega looked more excited than ever. Her mother, who was sitting at the kitchen table chopping fruits, looked and frowned when she saw her in Connor's arms.
"Sora! I told you not to wake him up. You can see that he's still tired!"
"But he said it was okay," said the little werewolf with a sad pout.
She sought support from Connor who then tried to convince Nube. He nodded his head vigorously and the little omega displayed her cutest puppy eyes. Unfortunately, as a mother with stronger convictions, Nube was immune. She had steeled her heart against her daughter's whimsical behavior long ago. Sora's cuteness wasn't an efficient weapon anymore.
