I looked around the kitchen, completely lost. The large house had two kitchens. The family kitchen, where I was, was large with an island in the middle. This is where the Omega Cook made most of the smaller, family meals during the week.
Just behind it was a large, commercial-style kitchen that had a swinging door that went straight into the dining room. Everything in there was polished stainless steel. This was used when the Alpha had guests over for dinner, and the family required a more formal meal.
But even in the smaller, family kitchen, I didn’t know where anything was. Devon shook his head. He disappeared into the pantry and came back out with a loaf of bread. I nodded my thanks.
I dug in the refrigerator, finding the meat, cheese, and mayonnaise, and just stuck with that. I didn
