Lena’s POV
I chose a pair of jeans and a soft blue pullover that matched my eyes. After freshening up, I walked out of the room towards the kitchen. I wasn’t much of a cook. Would Zephyrus be able to eat my simple dishes? What if he hated them? Suddenly, a strange urge to impress him, to make him happy, filled my mind and body. I looked inside the well-stocked refrigerator and pantry to decide on my menu.
Maybe he would like some steak and potatoes! I remembered having tasted the succulent food at Alpha Atticus’s house.
I set about making it from scratch, remembering the taste. I was so engrossed in my cooking that soon I lost track of time. It was only when Zephyrus walked inside the kitchen did I look up. He smiled at me and my insides turned to mush. It had irked me a lot when he w
