Chapter 17
“Sarah needs a little time to get used to the idea of a daughter,” Eddie explained as he led me into an intimate dining nook within which my mate was already seated before a wide array of covered dishes. The food must have been delivered via a less roundabout pathway seconds before our own arrival because the air was redolent with the warm scents of lobster and vegetables along with the rich yeastiness of newly baked bread.
With the chance to speak to my mother off the table, it took only a little nudging on the part of our host to prompt me and Sebastien both to dive into the meal. And while the professor exhibited perfect table manners, my wolf was suddenly so starving that I lost track of human words for several long moments after that.
Only when the final morsel had been
