BITTERSWEET PART 1: GHOST AND GIANNA

Gianna

Eden looks at Divan and me with wide eyes as she opens her front door.

“Hey! What are you two doing here?” she exclaims, and I can see the questions in her eyes. She’s going to want the full play-by-play and every little dirty detail, even if it’s mortifying for me.

I hold up the plastic container of cookies. “I made too much of this and thought you might like them,” I say, and the way her face lights up at the mention of food makes me nearly laugh out loud.

“I don’t know whether to feel offended or happy,” she says with a giggle, then she holds the door open for me. “Would you two like to come in for a cup of—”

“Gianna,” Divan suddenly says, interrupting her, and I turn to look at him. “I apologize, both of you, but I need to go. Alpha Nikolaos asked me to meet him at the pack house immediately.”

A shiver runs up my spine when I notice the warmth has left his eyes; this must be serious.

“Of course, I understand,” I say and touch his upper arm lightly. “I’ll see you at home.”