Chapter 52

“Let me get your robes, Alpha. The little miss has been straining at her leash to see her Uncle Sean.”

Sean looked over at Pierre. “We overslept. I would have preferred to wake up in quite a different way.”

“Tomorrow, we’ll set the alarm,” Armand said dryly.

“Pierre, help Armand into his robe.” Sean grabbed his from the end of the bed and shrugged it on.

“I took the liberty of setting a third place for breakfast. The little one is anxious.”

“Of course she would be. Your position alone would intimidate her.” Sean said as he sat down. He didn’t wait for Pierre to pour his coffee; he poured a cup for himself and Armand, absently preparing Armand’s with a one lump of sugar and enough half-and-half to color it. His own was light and sweet. Once Armand was seated and had his first sip of coffee he nodded to Pierre.

Pierre went to the door and called to Meg. “Bring Miss Elena to the master suite for breakfast.”