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

for me to return to the pack. I realized I didn't have

suddenly, I was feeling a bit detached from

for anything now that Sampson

of the team, and I'd be able to

texts as they came

at me. "If

return tomorrow."

to think about

appreciate you for sharing your special

nodded, his face unreadable as

course," he said, a forced

a forced smile suddenly? Had I said something

him?

cooking, the entire kitchen smelled incredible. My

a plate of food

well and

a little shyly, which I found kind of

reassuringly as I scoop up some of the

to

lips around

my eyes as the

my

moan that escaped my

completely unaware that Spencer

me

tell him, going for another spoonful. I wiggled in my

food that my mouth

small blush that decorates Spencer's nose and

glad you like it," he said softly, his eyes never leaving my mouth

the

to eat?" I asked, once I

frozen in place

it looked as if I had just slapped him.

and glanced at his

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