*George's POV*
Leaving the Morgan's home, I had walked aimlessly. My stomach growled, and my wolf reminded me of my hunger. The sweet aroma of bread filled my nostrils as I walked along the streets, and I spin my head around to find a restaurant on the other side.
Walking towards the restaurant, I had tried to get a job there, but the spaces were already filled.
Walking out of the restaurant, I stared up at the scorching sun, feeling the heat hit my skin and my thoughts wandered to Emma. I wondered if I would get to see her again.
"You should worry about food now." my mate said in my head, and I could imagine it rolling its eyes.
"A little fast to the moon goddess wouldn't be so bad. besides, I am not so hungry." I said, the loud growl of my stomach had betrayed my words.
I walked
