Chapter 17 Finding Out About The Curse 2

• "Oh dear," Jeremy exclaimed, rising from his seat. He took hold of my hand, placing his hand on top of it. As I attempted to removed my hand, he gently rubbed it and smiled at me. "Don't resist it," he whispered, leaning closer and playfully poking my forehead. To my surprise, the pain subsided, and when I glanced at my hand, the scar had vanished. "As our breeder, it's essential that you take care of yourself," he said with a wink, leading me to the chair opposite him and beside Nolan.
• I dared not look in Nolan's direction, aware that his eyes were fixed on me. The memory of the shared kiss we had experienced, both in the dream and in reality, lingered vividly in my mind. Clearing my throat, I scratched the back of my head, diverting my attention to the delectable spread of food laid out before us.
• Food I hadn't laid eyes on in a long time was now spread out before me.