230 Grace: Breakfast with Bun
My belly twists at the idea of food, and I shake my head. “No, thanks. I’m not hungry.” Thanks to my headache, my stomach’s also rebelling. Skipping breakfast isn’t unusual for me, anyway. “What is Caine doing today?”
Keeping the question casual is practically godlike acting skills, and I give myself a mental pat on the back. Good job, Grace.
“You should eat,” the Lycan opines. “There’s plenty of food. Make yourself a plate.”
I guess on Tuesdays eggs are poison. 2
There’s already a literal aluminum pan filled with bacon, as if he’s feeding twenty of us and not four. (No idea when Ron left, but he was gone by the time I’d finally woken out of my fitful post–coital napping.)
“Right, him.” I have no idea why I can’t keep his name straight.
“Pa cay!” Bun cheers through a mouthful of mush, and half of it promptly drops out of her mouth and into her lap.
Dylan turns a little to stare at me, flipping a pancake without looking. He’s got skills. “I’m sure he will stop by to see the children, ma’am. He does seem inordinately fond of the children. In fact, the High Alpha seems to place the children as his highest priority these days.”
“No, thanks. She hates pancakes.” Technically, she loves them, as long as they’re swimming in syrup. But since I have no interest in bathing a sticky mess of a child, I’m avoiding the pancake dilemma.
Is it classified, or is he just unable to read the room?
“He’s on the way.”
So I haven’t clarified anything yet.
I frown, handing her another piece without really thinking about it. “Rudolph?”
“I know what she likes,” I mutter, but grab the banana anyway. The spotty, overripe fruit is one of the many offerings Dylan brought over at dawn–along with eggs, milk, pancake mix, and basically the entire bacon section of whatever grocery store he raided.
230 Grace: Breakfast with Bun
“He’s a devoted father,” I mutter, letting my eyes wander off as I pretend not to notice how he’s practically begging me to admit to the relationship between me and his king. “Come on, sweetic, just one more bite.” I hold the spoon of scrambled eggs in front of Bun’s mouth, but she turns her head away, rabbit ears flopping dramatically as she does.
She’s eaten about five bites of her breakfast, and four of them ended up dribbling out in dramatic fashion as she gagged over the very same eggs she’s gobbled up every morning the past few days.
In fact, when I’d stumbled out of bed at seven, Dylan was already in my kitchen cooking up a storm. I’m pretty sure the bacon’s what woke me in the first place.
On the daybed in the living room, Jer and Sara remain dead to the world, limbs tangled together in sleep despite their constant waking battles. The white cat–still nameless, still definitely not normal–is curled between them, while Sadie’s golden body stretches protectively along their feet. The dog raises her head briefly, watching Bun before settling back down.
He keeps emphasizing the children, and he keeps staring at me with a lot of meaning in his gaze.
“Randolph?”
She’s not interested in Bun’s spit–up leftovers, which is also unusual. Sadie basically inhales food. I’m pretty sure Dylan’s had some sort of heart–to–heart with the dog, Lycan style, to keep her out of the kitchen/dining area of the camper while he’s cooking.
It’s obvious the whole keeping our relationship a secret thing isn’t working, but I’m not about to say anything yet. I still haven’t spoken with Caine about it, and… well, with having two Lycans following me around, the danger from Ellie seems a little less
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The readers' comments on the novel: Grace of a Wolf (by Lenaleia)
Grace needs to get a grip of herself and starts acting like a responsible adult if she wants Caine to treat her as his equal and trust her being a strong capable woman...
All the things she is thinking in her head, she should just tell him like that. Nothing wrong in saying she wants to be treated as equal, have responsibilities....
Well... i "acquired" as you say this child a couple of hours ago! Obviously I didn't make her overnight! 😅🤣...
Ferris 😍😍 Caine is definitely not the brightest bulb in the pack! 😅Thanks God Jack-Eye is smarter! 😉...
This girl is really slow to understand despite living with wolf for so many years.🙄 Caine is a caveman 🤦🏼♀️...
Yet again the wolf is smarter than the man.... Caine is missing really missing interactions skills!...
Fighting the obvious! I love 😍 Fenris! The escape plan is a dead one, completely...
So his wolf can separate and they speak together? Interesting 🤔😊 that's new...