Kinsley
I sit and watch Austen work for almost an hour, and then I start to yawn. My stomach rumbles, and he chuckles.
“Are you hungry?” He asks.
“A little,” I respond. “I didn’t get to eat my lunch,” I say, reminiscing about the delicious Chinese food I was going to eat earlier.
“Why not?” He asks.
“I was nearly kidnapped,” I respond.
He sucks in his breath, “Right. Do you want to order something?” He asks as I yawn one more time.
“Sure,” I mumble. “I’m tired.”
“Turning into a Lycan takes a lot out of you,” he says, tightening his grip on me. He stands with me in his arms, then carries me over to the couch and lays me down. "You rest, and I will order you something to eat.”
“Grilled cheese and ham,” I say as my eyes grow heavy.
“I will order you grilled cheese and ham,” He whisp
