When I woke up, I was on the bed in the bedroom with a blanket over me. The room was pretty dim. I wondered how long I’d slept and how I’d gotten to the bedroom. Then I remembered that Keith was a werewolf. Reuben could lift me easily; I was betting Keith could as well. It made sense. I made my way out of the bedroom. When I opened the door, the scent of something amazing hit me. When something smelled that good, it was not something I could eat. It was going to be hard if I had to deal with that while I was here. Once I reached the end of the hall, I saw Keith in the kitchen. He was mixing something up in a bowl. Two plates were sitting on the counter. When he finished with the stuff in the bowl, he pulled out two small plates and I saw it was a salad as he dished it out. “Did you

