Ashley's POV
I woke up to the smell of something delicious. As I slowly opened my eyes, I saw Dante standing by the bed, holding a tray of breakfast. I blinked a few times, not sure if I was dreaming.
"Dante, what are you doing?" I asked, propping myself up on the pillows.
"Good morning, little wolf," he said with a smile. "I thought you might like breakfast in bed."
Breakfast in bed? Who would've ever thought that Dante was the kind of King who offered his Luna breakfast in bed?
I was shocked. Dante never did things like this. "You made this?" I asked in amazement.
He chuckled. "I had a little help from one of the Omegas in the kitchen. But I brought it up." Dante's smile widened.
I looked at the tray. There was an assortment of fruits, scrambled eggs, toast, and a glass of orange juice. It looked amazing. "Why the special treatment?" It was too good to be true, he must have wanted something.
