River
The last time someone had made a home-cooked meal just for me, was my mother, just before she left us. Not that the kitchen staff doesn’t make decent food, but there is just something extra special about having someone cook just for you. It was a surprising gesture coming from Lenora, and it almost made me go soft inside. I had to remind myself, rather harshly, that she had only become my mate for the sake of the money her family owed me. If I hadn't called in their debt, she never would have looked twice at a broken alpha like me.
And I couldn’t blame her. Even if I’d regained control over my body, I remained wolfless and weak.
Still, I appreciated her effort, and she really was a good cook. The quiche was rich, with just the right amount of savory vegetables, the bacon was
