Chapter 20

• Bella
• I wasn’t much of a cook. Fuck, I hate cooking! But I figured it was worth a shot. If nothing else, maybe Viktor would appreciate the effort. It had been weeks since the last time he agreed to hang out with me and no matter what I do, he just seemed to have lost his interest in me.
• I’d never been the typical stay-at-home she-wolf like my mom. Traditionally, female werewolves were expected to take care of the pack’s domestic needs but that life wasn’t for me. I mean, I had a special power that made me stand out from all other she-wolves on the continent so why would I make myself a fucking homemaker? Like, duh! It was a no-brainer. The moment I realized how special I was, I immediately set my eyes on the biggest prize.