Orange Isn't My Color

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***Jackson's POV***

Hearing Aubrey scream in terror last night, was horrific. Her violent sobs shook me from sleep. But, more than that, the desperation in Darius' voice as he mind linked me, that was by far the most scary thing to hear.

Darius is far from a dictator. He has so many good qualities that make him a great leader. But, given his position in life, you can understand how jaded he might become to raw emotion. Aubrey has unknowingly balanced him out for 17 years.

I'm so happy for both of them.

I will tell you, anything that comes out of Aubrey's mouth, is bound to set your mood. She is so witty and sassy. She captivates her audience with humor, dignity and confidence. Yet, she is humble, considerate and vulgar. She is literally what any man would ever need to be happy.

I headed down stairs for breakfast and saw the absolute most adorable scene. Aubrey was sleeping, laying on top of Darius chest. His arms were wrapped snuggly around her and his fingers knotted tightly in her hair. It was as if he was keeping her from falling. They were laying on the chase lounge and most of Darius legs weren't even on it.

Aubrey had her petite hands, cupping Darius neck and soft snores were coming from them both. A small blanket had bunched up to the side of them. After the events of last night, I don't blame them for being knocked out. It had been a long day for everyone.

Quietly, I started pulling out ingredients for breakfast. I know once the food's scent starts filling the house, I will be faced with several hungry wolves. I don't mind cooking. I just don't want to disturb the Alpha. He finally looks at peace.

I set the dinning table for the five of us and made extra for any visitors. Ham, bacon, omelets, grits and toast were set out for everyone to enjoy. I poured orange juice and made a pot of coffee. I know Aubrey drinks a lot of coffee. She didn't use to, but all the sudden I noticed she did. It was weird.

I walked up the stairs and invited Ethan and Bryan down. No shock, they are already plowing down the stairs. As I went to climb down the stairs myself, I noticed the two of them staring, in awe, at Alpha and our future Luna.

I walked behind them and whispered "A sight to behold".

"No shit, they look like a painting" Ethan replied.

"I feel almost ashamed for intruding" Bryan admitted.

"How should we wake them?" I asked.

"Let's be nice this time." Ethan warned.

"Watch and learn, boys" Bryan smirked.

"Alpha wake up, I made breakfast!" Bryan lied.

"What the fuck, I made that shit" I whined.

"It's ok, we know Bryan can't cook" Darius laughs.

"Thank you, Jackson" Aubrey yawns.

Aubrey's stomach interrupted our laughing.

"Now get your asses to the table and let's feed the Luna" Bryan demands.

We all sat down for breakfast to enjoy the food I made.

***Aubrey's POV***

I woke to the boys bantering over breakfast.

"Thank you Jackson" I said, to thank him for cooking the food Bryan claimed.

I'm not sure how I slept thru that smell. It was now making my stomach growl embarrassingly.

"What would you like parvulus? Darius asked.

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