James's POV
Since Emily's return to the pack, every morning I would smell the scent of green tea being brewed and mixed with honey. However, no one drinks that beverage, and I remember every member. I want to ask Emily, but she probably doesn't know because she's in bed with me. I don't know where the scent is coming from.
"James, get out of the room."
"What? Why though? I'm still too sleepy; it's only half-past seven in the morning, Diz."
"Just follow what I say, while your beloved woman is still asleep!"
I glanced at Aimee, who was still sound asleep, and immediately got out of bed, following the orders of my talkative wolf who had been missing since yesterday. Yes, I didn't want Diz, who was so chatty, to leave again. After all, I needed my wolf.
I jumped out of the window to leave because it would take too long to use the stairs. I left the window open to let the wind in, occasionally enjoying the morning air for Emily's sake as well.
