[Carmen]
I felt a lot better the next day. Rock took care of me. I didn’t have it in me to tell him to stop or let me do things myself after he told me what carrying a mate meant to trolls. I never saw it as anything other than keeping someone from getting hurt.
Though werewolves had warriors, we weren’t a warrior species. Not like trolls were. I never even realized there were warlike cultures like that. I could imagine a lot of traditions we had were based around things like that, but I didn’t know them as well as he seemed to know his own.
Rock made breakfast and said we’d be a little later to work because he wanted me to eat something healthier that morning. We sat at the table. There were a lot of fruits. All of my favorites.
“How did you know about all my favorite fruits?” I ask
