Feeding the Babies

Greta appeared with two plates of food. There were fruits, meats, and soul cakes, and she grinned as she handed one to August.

"You need this too, sis," she said, taking a bite of a chocolate covered strawberry.

"Thanks," August said cautiously, studying the plate.

"Trust me. Eat before it gets too busy. Then you won't have a chance to and you'll be starving all night," Greta mumbled.

Graeme chuckled next to them, still holding August's hand secure as if he was reluctant to let her go for even a moment.

"Should I get you some food too, Alpha?" Greta asked, taking another bite of fruit.

"I'm okay right now. I can share with my mate if necessary," he smirked, admiring the two most important women in his life right now who were standing before him on this auspicious night. He was blessed.