Natalie P.O.V
The meal dragged on for hours, as course after course filled our plates. I don’t think I had ever seen so much food in all my years, even at the pack’s usual mealtimes. Meats of all kinds. Vegetables. Fish. Cheeses. Fruits. You name it, it was on offer. It was necessary, seeing as the wine began to pour in copious amounts, and well, I had to be on my guard. It must have absorbed a large amount of it, but werewolves seem to be able to put a heck of a lot of it down their gullets without surrendering to the dizzying ramifications of alcohols strong side effects. Raven and I, on the other hand, were struggling to keep the spinning at bay.
Paige popped her head in at some point in the afternoon, offering to collect Esme from school and taking her back to Asher’s house. I agr
