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

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

me, and suddenly, I was feeling a bit detached from

me for anything now that Sampson

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

as they

looking at me. "If you

return tomorrow."

night to think about things," I told him.

appreciate you for sharing your special place with

nodded, his face unreadable

he said, a forced smile

smile suddenly? Had I said something to

him?

he finished cooking, the entire kitchen smelled

watering as he passed a plate of

well and sat

said, a

smells delicious," I tell him reassuringly as I scoop

to my

lips around the

my eyes as the

my mouth.

moan that

completely unaware that Spencer

me

divine," I tell him, going for another spoonful. I wiggled in my seat, a

dance from this incredible food that my

the small blush that decorates Spencer's

softly, his eyes

the

I asked, once I realized his food

almost frozen in place as he watched

looked as if I

and glanced at

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