Cara
I followed Jace down the hall towards the library. Once we got inside, he went over to one of the couches and sat down. He took the plate I had given him and removed the foil.
“You really made steak and eggs?” he asked.
“Yeah, you said you were in the mood for it. It's probably cold now; sorry about that,” I replied.
“No, it’s fine. You can’t help that a demanding she-wolf decided to ruin breakfast when it was fresh and hot,” he said.
“Oh, here.” I reached into my dress pocket for the utensils I had stashed there and handed them to Jace.
“You thought of everything,” he said, smiling at me.
“You eat; I’m going to look around, okay?” I said.
He nodded and began to eat his breakfast.
“Okay, Star, where do we begin?” I asked my wolf.
“You need the history section—the section abo
