Liza’s POV
My stomach groaned in protest and I stared at the slightly protruding belly, I had eaten enough to probably last me three days, everything brought was so delicious to pass up on.
My teary eyes were finally drying from all the tears I had shed after the sisters had left. The food still remained and I wondered just how much Arabella thought I could eat, did wolves really eat this much?? If so they’d be disgusting pigs.
My chest clenched sharply at the thought and I raged at the fact that I couldn’t say anything bad about the enemy and not feel pain.
What’s up with that?
I stood up from the stool, placing the covers over the plates and arranging them neatly across the table. I walked over to the sitting area, my eyes scanning through the area, my hands brushing the furniture a
