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Chapter 22

Mia

We sat around the table talking as if we’d known one another forever, but I wasn’t relaxed, not really. My wolf was prowling around inside me as if we were on the trail of the most intriguing prey, and I was watching every spoonful of soup our guest lifted to her lips. The broth and noodles disappeared into her mouth, interspersed with bites of biscuits with butter and strawberry jam.

I’d always gotten satisfaction out of feeding Liam. He did more of the cooking in our home because my duties kept me busy, but I had some recipes that he loved and I made them whenever I could find the time. “Is the soup good?” Not that it was homemade or anything, just one of those envelopes you added to boiling water, but it was better than the canned stuff.

“Yes, and so are the biscuits. Thank you for making me dinner. I didn’t realize you hadn’t eaten yet. It’s awfully late, isn’t it?”

“We did.”Liam reached for the butter knife. “But we didn’t want you to eat alone. Also, it smelled good.”

“Well
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