After a one-night stand I had three kids novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160

“Good evening, my Queen, my King,” Constance walks into the dining room with a couple of plates. “Tonight, we will start you off with a special Italian appetizer. This is fried polenta and liver pate. Enjoy.”

She sets the pretty plates in front of us. I’ve never had liver pate, but the smell has my mouth watering and Midnight’s approval. There are three generous pieces on a glass plate I’ve never seen before. It’s stunning.

The little squares are beautiful. I think it’s toasted bread topped with tomato sauce and chopped liver. I’ve never had liver before. Not once, and I’m a little afraid. Knight doesn’t seem to have a problem. He digs right in. Maybe I can ask her not to tell us what it is next? Nah, that seems disrespectful to the chef.

I try not to think about it as I take my fork and cut into the first piece. I pause just as I’m about to put it in my mouth, and Midnight grumbles, urging me to do it. I laugh and take the first bite. Just the texture alone is satisfying. I feel her approval instantly.

“Okay, you’re right.” I laugh and take another bite.

“You okay?” Knight grins.

“Yeah, I just never had liver before. Midnight clearly has and was excited.”

“If it helps, it’s chicken liver,” he says.

I shake my head. Nope, it somehow makes it a little weirder. However, I continue to eat it. I eat all three, knowing Midnight has a massive appetite. I honestly rarely get full, and I feel like I eat an embarrassing amount of food every time I eat. She doesn’t care. She’s just a big, happy wolf. At least, I think she is.

“Thank you,” I say when Constance takes our plates away. She bows her head and walks away. “That was amazing.”

“I’m glad you liked it. You looked a little pale in the beginning there.”

“Don’t make fun.” I roll my eyes. “Have you really just been hanging out?”

“I have not. I’ve been helping Roman with some stuff. He’s going to be staying with us back at the pack house. So is his sister.”

“Nice. How is Baby doing?” I ask, remembering the last conversation we had with her.

“She’s not doing well. She’s putting on a good face, but when she’s upset, she acts differently.”

“How?”

“Mm, like a real–life Rogue Princess. Rage backed by a whole lot of entitlement.”

“I mean,” I shrug.

“Are you taking her side?” he glares at me.

“Hell yeah. I’d be fucking pissed if that happened to me. Mainly because she tried to leave quietly, and they didn’t let her. You know what it’s like not to be able to take what is yours. I don’t think you should downplay how she’s feeling. I think she showed a tremendous amount of maturity for her age. If it were Vy or Perry, they would have killed the girl, and you know I’m right.”

“Angel, Baby isn’t like Vy or Perry. She’s more like Ayrie. She’s had to do things she probably shouldn’t have had to do at her age, but she’s the kind of monster that does things logically. We’ve given her everything and then some. He’s nothing–some asshole in a very common pack role. The life he could have offered her would never have been enough,” he shakes his head.

“That’s not for you to decide, Knight or Roman. I haven’t known Roman and Baby for very long, but they’ve been on the run since they lost their family. I personally know what it’s like to make the best of what is in front of me, and I’ve had a lot of fun skipping along the road to nowhere.

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Chapter 160

“I think maybe I was good with the twins because they showed me that I was never the problem. They bring out a part of me that I’ve never gotten to share with anyone else until now. So, maybe the kid was, as you say, an ordinary wolf in a pack. It would have been her home, and now she never gets to

know.”

Constance takes this moment to bring out the first course. My heart dances as she places the huge deep bowl of pasta in front of me. She smiles at the grateful look I give her when she glances at me.

“Your first course is a pici pasta with the chef’s famous cinta senese meat sauce. Enjoy,” she winks at me and walks back into the kitchen. Just the smell has my mouth watering.

I can’t help how happy pasta makes me. A rush of excitement pierces my chest as I reach for my fork and spoon. I could be the savage I am when I eat around the kids, but this is way too fancy for me not to eat it properly. Knight watches me curiously as I take my first bite.

“Did my father make you take etiquette classes?” he smiles.

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