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“What can I do?” Orion asked, dressing quickly. The warmth felt heavenly.

“Can you cook?” Samuel shot back.

“I can.”

“The main kitchen is in there. We’ll need lots of food.”

“On it.” He’d make some broth, too. For Cosmo, who he thought would need the nourishment.

“Who you?”

He blinked down at a small child who looked like she was made of spun platinum. “Orion. Who are you?”

“’Melia.”

He blinked at what lumbered over to them from behind her. A pale gold bear. “Is that a bear?”

“Spirit.”

“Uh, nice to meet you, Spirit.”

“Ups.” She held out her arms, so he picked her up.

“Is that your bear?”

“Me and Lissa and Laurel,” she said, her voice clear as a bell.

“That’s pretty exciting.”

“You’s a uni?”

“I am.”

“Pretty.” She patted his cheeks, then grabbed his ears to steer him. “Find Elliot.”

“Uh, very well. I am your faithful steed.”

“Steeee.” She nudged him in the chest with her knees, and he headed to the communal kitchen, or at least he thought that was what it was.

Cosmo?he asked his mate.

Still knocked out, but Abe thinks he’ll be fine.Cullen sounded worried, though.

I am just in the kitchen if you need me.The best thing he could do was to stay out of the way of the healers.

Thank you, love.

Do you have clothes on?

I do,Cullen told him.Make something yummy.

Your wish is my command.“Hi,” Orion said to the one named Seth. “Do you have yeast?”

“Yes.”

“I thought I would make cinnamon rolls. Also, what about any veg that’s on the edge of a breakdown. I can make broth.”

“We always have something on the verge of a nervous breakdown around here.” Seth grunted him, those silver eyes faceted and sparkling. They were fascinating.