Lexi’s POV
After a while, our lunch arrived at our table. To be honest, I was extremely hungry after riding my bike for hours. Mr. Stark suggested that I take his private jet, but I preferred to ride my bike instead. I hadn’t touched her for days and yet, she welcomed me to her seat. But, the main reason I didn’t take the private jet was because my rendezvous with Devina was a secret meeting and I didn’t want to risk anyone’s life.
As soon as lunch arrived, I promptly started diving into my salad and soup, making Devina look at me with raised forehead muscles. “Sorry, Devina, I’m just very hungry. When my hunger gets severe, I can’t concentrate on anything, and my rage level increases to its peak.”
“Don’t worry. I know that warrior wolves getting hungrier than us.” She smiled kindly.
