POV: Jax
"Babe I want some peanut butter pickle ice cream." What? Gross. Cat is on one of her weird cravings again. Ugh.
"Fine. Anything?" I ask before she changes her mind again. "Oh and a grilled cheese with honey mustard on the side."
"OK I will be right back." I tell the omegas the odd combinations of food my mate wants. Their faces were the same as mine. Nonetheless they made it anyway. They've seen the wrath of my mate if she doesn't get her cravings.
Dad says to just ride it out and that it won't last for much longer. He said she will calm it down in a month or two.
It's been a week since Haven has been gone. My bestie. It's different with her not here. With her not bursting in my office all the time. I know I told her not to knock.
I have a special room were I put the ceram
