Ryan P.O. V
I sat at the dining table, staring at the steaming bowl of wild boar stew in front of me. The aroma filled the air, making my wolf stir with excitement.
But my stomach, on the other hand, was sending out distress signals.
I had eaten wild boar stew for lunch, wild boar stew for dinner, and now, it seemed, wild boar stew for breakfast. Again.
Samantha had been working for us for a few months now, and this was the only dish she'd prepared that had stuck.
Don't get me wrong, it was delicious, but I had eaten it so many times, I was starting to dream about it at night. My wolf might be happy, but my human side was craving something… anything else.
I turned to Samantha, who was standing beside me. She looked happy, so eager to please… and I couldn't help but feel guilty abo
