ARIA
The food on the table the next day, looked like something out of a royal feast—salivating, rich, and way too much for three people. I could not stop thinking how this table alone could feed my entire family for a whole day and there would still be leftovers.
Mason didn’t seem to have any problem as he was eating like the world might end if he didn’t finish his plate. Fork, bite, chew, swallow—repeat. His second plate finished faster than I would have finished half of mine. He was eating so much that he could easily pass as a werewolf.
Werewolf? I stared at them both, trying to hide my shock. How did I just realize that now?
“Something wrong with your food?” Mason asked, raising a brow when he caught me staring.
“No,” I quickly said. “It’s good. Really good.”
He grinned. “Then wh
