I knew very little of Spencer's life before I arrived at the pack; he's kind of a closed

book despite our close friendship. But I have heard that his grandmother basically

raised him after his parents passed away. He was only a young boy at the time,

and whatever happened, it shaped who he was as a person.

Deciding to change the subject, I said, "Well, I guess I'll be the judge of your

cooking, and I'll let you know if it's good enough to snag a lady."

He grinned, the tension between us seeming to loosen.

I watched as he cooked; I sat at the island counter, watching how serious he was

when he cut the ingredients on the cutting board.

"We should head back to the pack tomorrow," I tell him, breaking the silence that

started to consume us. "I don't want to be away too long. I just needed some

space from everything."

I fully plan on resolving things with Gavin; I was hurt by what he had said to me

earlier, but at the end of the day, I knew in my heart what I had to do. It was going

to be hard, though, because I didn't want to say goodbye to the friends I've made

in this pack.

My wolf whimpered inside of me, being away from Gavin was tough on her, and I

felt bad. There was also a lingering unease deep within her... or maybe it was

deep within me? I couldn't quite tell where this unease was coming from, but it

the pack. I realized I

phone on me, and suddenly, I was feeling

knew that they wouldn't call me for anything

I'd at least still feel like part of the team, and I'd be able

as

Spencer said without looking at me. "If you think you're ready, we

return tomorrow."

to think about things," I told him.

I appreciate you for sharing your

face unreadable

said, a forced

giving me a forced smile suddenly? Had I

him?

the time he finished cooking, the entire kitchen smelled incredible.

watering as he passed a plate of food in my

and

hope it tastes okay," he said, a little shyly, which

as I scoop

it to

lips

eyes as the

my

the moan that escaped my

completely unaware that Spencer

me with wide

him, going for another spoonful. I

that my mouth

miss the small blush that decorates

glad you like it," he said softly, his

the spoon

asked,

frozen in place as he watched

blinked a few times, and it looked as if I had just slapped him. He cleared

and glanced at his

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