The morning sunlight filtered through the gauzy curtains, rousing Lisa from her peaceful slumber. She blinked her eyes open slowly, instinctively reaching out for Draco's comforting warmth beside her. But the space next to her was empty and already growing cold.

Frowning slightly, Lisa rose from the bed and wrapped a silken robe around herself. The faint sounds of clattering pots and pans drifted up from the kitchen below. Clearly, Draco was up and about, likely preparing breakfast for the family.

As Lisa descended the stairs, the mouthwatering aroma of sizzling bacon and fresh coffee enveloped her senses. She couldn't help but smile at the image of her powerful Alpha...