NATALIA
“No, I’ll pay this time. You still spent so much on these.” I insisted after Lyka casually handed me a bag half-filled with different kinds of pastries.
“I insist.” Lyka chuckled, “We can’t sell those tomorrow anyway. We used to send leftovers to a shelter nearby, but it’s been closed for a while. I’m already happy seeing that none of our products are wasted.”
She got out from the counter and handed the paper bag to me. I smiled and thanked her, “You have no idea how much help this is.” I relayed my gratitude.
I had to save up as much as I could in case I needed to run. I’m saving what Xavier gave me. Free food is free food, no matter what, though I always hear my wolf murmur going for a hunt and craving meat.
“Don’t mention it. Rumors fly, too, you know,” she uttered with a
