Chapter 42

Gwen's POV

I filled my plate with Mac and cheese as I quickly took a spoonful of my meal. The delicious spread before us was with it. Blake slowly ate into his fresh salad which I was considering eating later after eating the roasted chicken placed in the center of the table then maybe the hearty stew beside it.

The air was still filled with the comforting aroma of the food before us as I was literally tasting it in my mouth. I looked around me and then focused my gaze on Blake whose demeanor I couldn't read. He looked upset but not upset, instead relaxed and I didn't want to provoke him or open up to something I didn't like.

“Isn't this lunch amazing?” I asked him before taking another bite of my creamy Mac and cheese.

“Yeah, it is!” He replied dryly without looking at me.

“I wish I had a hand in preparing all this! I will be more proud when eating it but the amazing kitchen staff of this prestigious pack house did a beautiful job! All thanks to them!” I uttered, unable to close