Sarah POV
I was barely paying any attention to my surroundings. Ever since that night, Grant had been spending his nights in the guest room and it was making me feel like I didn’t belong in the pack house, even though his mother, Luna Mary, thank goodness, seemed to be blissfully unaware of it. I nibbled on a dry piece of toast, my stomach revolting even against that. I frowned, putting the piece of toast down with a grimace. I hadn’t had much of an appetite lately, though I didn’t know why. Usually, I adored breakfast, especially with the scrumptious pastries and croissants that were always on offer.
“So I was thinking that maybe it would be nice to have a ceremony where we at least celebrate the fact that you and Grant are chosen mates” Luna Mary was saying enthusiastically in the bac
