"I'm enjoying the cravings so far," Xael smiled, "Yesterday was particularly a highlight. Although...this cookie craving might break our bank."
His free hand rubbed her chin, watching her lovingly, "How about we move the cuddle fest to the kitchen and we bake some more cookies? We don't have any chocolate, but I was able to snag some sugar last time I was in town."
Xael's head popped up at the sound of his name and Luna moved her head so he could rise, still keeping Nya safely tucked in his right arm.
"Sure," Xael nodded towards the door, "Your arms are full, let me bring her into the room for you."
They moved back into the bedroom, and Xael handed Nya over once Reyn was tucked back into the bed, the siren never leaving the sight of the halfling. Xael couldn't blame him; if he had lost Luna for a week he'd be glued to her too.
"Here's Nya, Elijah. Safe and warm. And I'll bring in dinner later," he murmured, seeing the exhaustion in all three of them, "We always make extras."
Returning out to his mate, he scooped her up in his arms, twirling her as Savannah popped her head back in, clean and dressed. Damion was at her heels, looking less than impressed but his mouth remained shut.
"Just forgot a necklace of mine upstairs," she explained as she hopped up the staircase two at a time, "Don't mind me."
Xael shrugged, greeting Damion than returning his attention fully to the wolf in his arms and setting off to the kitchen, "Let's make cookies."