Chapter Fifty Eight

Stephan's POV

I was torn between protecting my pack and satisfying my mate's needs; in the end, I picked going with her.

Like she said, this is an opportunity for me to unburden the weight on my shoulders.

I was skeptical of the combination of Uncle Liam, William, and the Council of Elders.

Those people are chaotic together.

I have been bothered by the welfare of my pack ever since we were on the jet.

I saw how excited she was, so I pretended to be less bothered and more into the fun.

We were served by Sucre, my French chef.

He is responsible for serving dishes to passengers in the jet whenever the jet is being used.

Whoever hires my jet gets him for the entire flight, unless on special request.

I have made a lot of money from the jet, and I have spent it too.

I bought the jet when I was still younger and needed to get to many places.

I didn't use it quite often until now.

When we got to the hotel, the smell of vanilla hit my nose.

It reminded me of my mother's scent; whene