Chapter 14

LUKE’S POV

The pack is busy with their own activities, leaving just Cher and I in the living room. We’ve decided to spend some time together, catching up and enjoying each other’s company after the chaos of recent events. The air is filled with an easygoing atmosphere, the kind of comfort that comes with being around someone who feels like home.

Cher is curled up on the couch with a book, her legs tucked beneath her. She looks relaxed, her hair falling in soft waves around her face. I’m sprawled in an armchair across from her, a book in hand, though my attention keeps drifting from the pages to her.

We talk about everything and nothing, the conversation flowing effortlessly. There’s a playful undertone to our interactions, a reminder of the chemistry that still sizzles between us.

“I swear,” Cheryl says with a grin, “this book has the most ridiculous plot twists. I don’t think the author knows what ‘subtle’ means.”

I chuckle, leaning forward. “Oh, come on. You love it. Admit it.”

“Ma