Lacy's POV
Luckily for me, there is a first aid kit in one of the drawers, and I can wrap my head up. I walk out of my room to the kitchen.
I know that none of the pack members would be in the kitchen by this time. Unlike me, they had things to do.
I am making peanut butter and jelly when I hear a loud voice.
"What happened to your head?" Brent is gaping at me. His mouth is literally open, and he looks like a fish taken out of water.
"Nothing, I hit my head hard trying to get up today." I lie.
"Uh, try again. I'm not stupid." He says, walking up to me and taking one of the sandwiches that I made.
I don't say anything for a while and make my sandwiches in silence.
"Does it have to do with Vincent?"
"Why would you guess that?" I say, still staring at my food.
"Because he's on t
