Emily's POV

The remarkable little café my parents owned was small but cozy. Their amount of activity impressed me.

The wolves were lining up outside patiently for their morning coffee.

There were only eight tables in the café, and most of them were already occupied by regular customers.

Luke had already reserved a table, so we were fortunate to get one.

My parents were excited when they saw us arrive, and my mother took charge of serving us.

My eyes ...