Anita’s pov
The smell of food woke me up, and I found myself sniffing in my sleep. It seemed so good to be true. I could almost taste it in my sleep; it was so close yet distant. What smelled this good? The mind-blowing, stomach-rumbling scent finally pulled me out of the little dark hole I have been all through.
My eyes fluttered open to two pairs of scarlet eyes, so close to mine that I would have said it was a dream if it wasn’t so close and almost daring. I knew those eyes too well to remain seated in one spot, so subconsciously I threw myself to the far end of the bed.
As I had countless flashbacks of my previous day before now, I was in viola, and not just that, the Lycan King was before me with a tray. My eyes glanced at the silver table knife and fork on the tray, and my heart s
