Tessa’s POV
Dinner exceeded my expectations tonight,
as
I practically moaned after each delicate bite of my steak.
It was the best thing I had ever tasted, and even Kane had complimented it’s flavour claiming that it was a ‘new chef’ on weekends.
Speaking of weekends, I couldn’t believe that it was Saturday already My week had been so transformative that it has completely shuffled my life around leaving me lost for days.
“You like Seth, don’t you?” Kane’s question meets my ears as we both approach the end of our dinner together the question itself causing for me to straighten up.
I hope he hasn’t gotten the wrong idea when he seen us both talking in the kitchen earlier…
“W–What?” I all but manage to respond, cursing myself for sounding even more suspicious than intended.
“You seem comfortable enough to be around him. Not so nervous like how you can get.” Kane continues, chewing the last of his meat as I nod once in understanding of what he was saying.
“Y–Yeah… he’s got a softer side… l–like you.” I explain, watching him grab the table napkin to wipe his mouth before placing it down to indicate that he was now done.
“You regard me as being soft?” He questions, raising a brow in curiosity as my eyes widen a little at how insulting that must sound
to him.
“N–Not soft! That’s not what I’m trying to say! I just mean, softer towards me. You are both a little m–more lighthearted around me and I appreciate it because I didn’t expect to find that from any m–males.” I attempt to explain myself, before following his lead to grab my own table napkin to wipe my mouth.
He studies me with the intensity of his green eyes, as I take the silence as a chance to reach forward for my glass of water – taking a long sip.
“You were taught that us males were just killing machines?” Kane ponders, as I sort of shrug a little before nodding once in
agreement.
That was one way to put it…
“Well that’s not totally wrong… because we can be…” Kane adds, as clear my throat a little at the thought of seeing him angry to the point of no return.
I hadn’t even seen or asked to see his wolf yet… we weren’t supposed to either… we were taught that they would share their wolf with us when they see fit. More or less whenever they feel they have found the right match for them.
“We are nice to the people we like – just remember that. My friends are pretty much your friends until I say otherwise Tessa.” Kane explains, as I digest his words.
Yeah I guess he’s right… although he wasn’t fully aware of what Seth had openly offered to help me with earlier… and for that, I would be grateful for.
Before our conversation could progress any further, the door to the dining room is tossed open revealing an alarmed looking Anthony.
“I tried to mind–link you Kane!” He states, taking the time to catch his breath as though he had just run a mile to get here.
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Chapter 44
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