Anything But Porcelain
Ari Gunther Hawthornthe alpha's ex-mate: reclaiming his lunathe pregnant luna rejected her alphathe alpha's warrior matethe alpha's human mate
She started playing a song by Celine Dion
“My precious one, my tiny one, lay down your pretty head…my dearest one, my sleepy one, it’s time to go to bed…”
Her voice was softer and very sweet. Everyone else laid down and listened. Romero laid down on the floor near the piano.
“…My precious one, my darling one, don’t let your lashes weep…my cherished one, my weary one, it’s time to go to sleep…Just bow your head and give your cares to me….Just close your eyes and fall into the sweetest dream…cause in my loving arms…you’re safe as you will ever be…so hush my dear and sleep….and in your dreams, you’ll ride on angels’ wings…dance with the stars and touch the face of God…and if you should awake…I’