Chapter 67

Tamara's POV

"Who taught you how to cook so well?" Amelia asked with a smile.

"Sherry. At first, it felt like torture, but soon I got the hang of it," I answered with a smile as I stirred the pot of gravy.

"I had no idea she was a good cook," she said in a low tone.

"To be honest, I too had no idea. When I asked her about it, she said she had to learn and do her very best when she saw Alpha Damon enjoying his meal, which was prepared by...,"

I stopped talking when I heard loud cheers and laughter from outside.

Amelia stopped peeling the potatoes and quickly stood up from the kitchen table.

"Kyle and Larson have returned," she said happily, and then quickly rushed out of the room.

My heart was beating rapidly at the mention of Larson's name, and I felt very nervous.

For a few days, I tried my best to act normal and help out whenever I could. I even did my best to smile a lot and talk to a few pack members just to keep Amelia and Ian from worrying about me.

"What do I do now? What do I