~CELINE~
Kane had never let me get my hands dirty, at least not in front of anyone. He had found the domestic skills I had to be 'above my station'. He had never let me do the things I wanted to do, mostly because he figured I had been raised as a lowly wolf, like an omega, because of my father's fall from grace.
I had never seen it as anything—or rather, I'd tried to convince myself that giving up the few things I liked to do was a sacrifice I had to make to have his love. To have his warmth and his protection and his companionship.
Everything seemed to fade away as I stood in that kitchen, prepping ingredients while also making pancakes for breakfast. My hands moved like they were on autopilot, already knowing the next step before it even registered in my mind. I was lost in my own li
