Another full moon was coming soon and Beau knew he should stick to his ranch and not go anywhere near No Wolves Road. Nor should he follow the lemony scent he’d become so addicted to. But he just couldn’t help himself. It was like he was drawn to her scent.
His wolf certainly didn’t have a problem following her. It had been a couple of weeks since he’d taken that kiss. Every Monday, he’d been sure to be as far away from the kitchen as possible. He expected Rose to tell him that something happened and Eloise was no longer cooking for them. Food kept appearing and the meals were delicious.
In a strange way, Eloise had helped his pack as there was now no arguing around the dinner table about how much the food sucked. There was no competition between his men and women about who had the best
