It was a few long minutes after he took a seat at the edge of the bed that I slowly reached for the fork, watching him with keen eyes in case he changed his mind. I expected him to snap, to say it was all a joke before he attacked me but again my body, my wolf wouldn’t allow me to. Surprisingly she was quiet, as if she was contemplating what was going on and why she suddenly felt almost at peace with herself. What was going on?
When he didn’t make a move to stop me I breathed in deeply, the heavenly scent filling my senses as I nearly moaned at the aroma coming off the food. While his cooking was nice, it being the first full meal I had ever been given, I found his own natural scent smelt better. It was musky and masculine, making it clear that he was an powerful alpha who meant business.
