Chapter 128 Restraint & Recipes

• Charles
• She was going to be the death of me. She wasn’t going to be happy until I pulled her into one of the parlors, threw her on the couch, and had her the way she so clearly wanted. All my plotting be damned. Days slipped by in a whirlwind of activity, and I could still taste her desire on my tongue. It made being in the same room with her hard. So, I kept myself immersed in tasks, channeling my restless energy into helping Grace clean up the pack's affairs and organizing the revitalization of Wolfe Medical. I kept out of enclosed rooms with just us as much as possible. I was grateful that she didn’t seem to want to be alone with me either.
• As I delved into drafting announcements, coordinating with Lycan lawyers, and preparing the charges against Devin, the burden of responsibility weighed heavily on my shoulders. When I wasn’t working, I colored with Cecil or rumbled at Richard. I could feel the way they were both changing with the change in their diet, even if Grace didn’t seem to notice.