Zoey's POV
Back at Serene Manor, I pushed Russell upstairs and said, "Why don't you take a shower first, and I'll make you a late-night snack. How about vegetable pasta?"
"Sounds good," he replied.
It wasn't long before I returned.
"The pasta is ready. I'll push you to the dining room to eat," I said.
"Okay," he agreed.
I wheeled Russell to the dining room, and we sat across from each other at the table, each with a bowl of vegetable pasta that looked very appetizing.
This was the first time in both of my lives that I had cooked for Russell. I bit my lip nervously, watching as he picked up his fork.
I was anxious, wondering if the food I made would suit his taste.
The wolf within me seemed to sense my nervousness, gently nudging against my heart as if to encourage me and tell me n
