Chapter 197 Audrey

The journey to Edwin's summer cottage was utterly silent as Charles drove. I stared out the window the entire time, watching the city give way to suburbs, then to rolling countryside, and finally to dense forest. When we finally arrived, I was surprised by how different the place looked from the last time I had been here.

The lake was frozen over, an expanse of white stretching to the other end, where the other little cottages sat closed up and empty for the season. The trees lining either side of the narrow road bowed under the weight of snow, their branches criss-crossing against the pale sky.

Peter hopped out of the car, his breath visible in the cold air. We grabbed our bags and Peter muttered a few words to Charles before Charles drove off, and Peter turned back

to mc.

"Welcome to your new home away from home, little star!" he said, far too cheerfully for my liking.

I ignored him, trudging toward the cottage. Peter hurried ahead to unlock the door, ushering me inside with a flourish.

"It's a bit chilly right now, but I'll get a fire going," he said, dropping his bag by the door and moving toward the gas fireplace. I watched as he turned it on, little orange flames. dancing behind the glass. He turned to me then. "Come on, I'll give you the grand tour."

"I've been here before."

"Okay, then I'll give you the grand welcome-back-in-case-you-forgot-where- everything-is tour."

I rolled my eyes.

Reluctantly, I followed him as he showed me around. Despite my foul mood, I had to admit the place was cozy this time of year. The living room was laden with all kinds of plush blankets, stacks of books waiting on the shelves. The kitchen was well-equipped and stocked with enough food to last us weeks.

"And here's where can do your online work," Peter said, opening the door to a small

you

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office that overlooked the lake. "Edwin made sure you'd have everything you need."

I clenched my jaw at the mention of Edwin's name but said nothing, simply sweeping my eyes over the office-the mahogany desk, the bay window with a cushio**

It was nice. But it wasn't home.

Peter turned to me, his expression softening. "Look, I know this isn't ideal, but I promise I'll be here to keep you company. We'll have lots of fun together..." He winked. roguishly. "Just you and me, little star." Normally, I would have blushed at his flirtatious humor, rolled my eyes, and told him off with a witty comeback.

I just brushed past him, heading

"Audre-"

in his face before

alone in the room did I finally let out the breath I'd been holding. I dropped my

with a large bed and rustic furniture. More plush blankets

a chair, a few books on the nightstand. The scent alone told

personal room when he came

in the familiar scent. I found a soft sweater, and without thinking. I pulled it out and slipped it on. It smelled like him-a mixture of his cologne and his natural scent. Right

come. I cried for my mother, still lying unconscious in a hospital bed. I cried for the

for Edwin, for the promise he had broken, for

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I knew, I was waking up to a growling stomach. Reluctantly, I rose and made my way to the kitchen, where I found Peter sitting at the table, reading a book with a cup of coffee

and pulled out some bread, shoving four slices in the toaster. As I waited, I could

slathered it with some strawberry jam and began to eat, barely tasting it as I wolfed it

aside his book and

snow-covered landscape. It looked beautiful and bracing, but the last thing I wanted was to do anything.

for an answer," he said firmly. "You can't wallow inside forever." "Yes, I can," I snapped,

want to heal your mom and go. home, right? Well, shifting

he was steering me toward the back door. I grumbled. angrily, but didn't put up much of a fight. Deep down, I knew he

like a slap as we stepped onto the snow-covered dock. Peter positioned

he said. "You

tug of my wolf, saw her silver eyes in my mind. This time, I could even feel her fur beneath

final connection. With a frustrated growl, I opened my eyes to find Peter's arms around me, holding me steady. My knees. had buckled

"No. I'm going inside."

fingers tightened around me.

inside," I growled, forcefully shoving him back and rming past him, my dark hair billowing behind

flung

need to understand why Edwin is doing

"I understand plenty."

you're acting like a spoiled little

I stop in my tracks. Despite the warmth of the living room,

just protecting you," he said

"Protecting me from what?" I spat, slowly turning to look at Peter.

daddy?"

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