Chapter 10

Lunnette POV

The kitchen was my sanctuary.

It wasn’t glamorous work, but I was fine with that, especially after everything that had happened. It felt good to have something to focus on, something I could channel my frustrations into. 

I liked the routine, the warmth of the stoves, the smell of freshly baked bread, the familiar scents of herbs, and the chatter of the kitchen staff—it was all so normal, peaceful even.

With the morning sun filtered through the kitchen windows, casting a golden glow over the counters.It had taken some time, but I was finally starting to feel at home in the packhouse oras much as one could under the circumstances. 

The Alpha’s proposal was a choice that still hung over me, and the constant tension with the twins made life difficult, so the quiet moments like this—where I could breathe and just be was much appreciated.

The sounds of pots clattering were