CHAPTER FIFTY
Dinner? I scoffed mentally. Like I was going to go. What had been running through his mind when he thought if he disappeared for a whole month and suddenly appears, asking me for dinner, I would actually agree? I quit pacing, my gaze falling on the house at my direct gaze line. The lights were on and from where I stood , even though from afar, I wondered if perhaps he was standing by the window, watching me. I mean wolves had some super-sight, right? Wait, why was I hoping he was looking?
I shoved the thought to the back of my brain, focusing instead on what exactly had brought me into my room and that was to get ready for dinner. I took a quick shower, dressed in something comfy and then walked back downstairs. Knox had woken up and was bragging to his father about a drawi
