“Do you ever stop daydreaming?” Hunter’s voice is sharp, as I sit at the table and we eat together for the first time of an evening since my arrival. Every other evening he has been otherwise occupied...
He snaps me from my wandering mind. I had been thinking of tomorrow. His Alpha ceremony. A day I cannot say I was looking forward to. He is only home because his parents and pack elders are meant to be visiting. Wanting to go over the final plans and discuss his reign as Alpha. Who was I to argue? Was merely an accessory.
Hunter had suggested we cook together, and spend time as a couple so things looked real for our guests. Like this was how we spent each evening. As a married couple should. He had avoided any physical touch, of course. But he had asked questions here and there about m
