Selene wakes up to the smell of breakfast after a much-needed full night of sleep. She hadn’t felt Onyx move from his place next to her, but he hovers over their cooking rock with eggs baking away on its hot surface.

“Morning,” he says as Selene approaches. “I hope you like eggs, potatoes, and wild

berries.”

“It sounds wonderful,” Selene replies while planting a kiss on Onyx’s forehead. “I could have really gone for a side of sausage this ...