Arya's pov
My life with Jacob has been going well and soon, his babies will be here however, I haven't
told my brother about being mates with him. I hope he doesn't react badly, even though
things between the packs have calmed, we are not friendly.
"Hello, ladies," Waves Jacob when he enters his apartment, Rosa and I smile at him but he
scowls, sniffing the air,
"What is going in here?" He asks, rushing to the kitchen. I was trying to make sausages but it
didn't turn out well and Rosa can't cook to save her life.
"I was trying to cook," I tell him and he furrows his elbows.
"Allow me," He rolls his sleeves to his elbows and gets what he can from the mess
however, it was burned badly.
"Wow, Ms, Lavista, just wow," He chuckles, putting oil on a pan and frying meat. I shrug and
sit on the counter, watching him do his magic in the kitchen. My mate is sexier when he's
cooking and all I want to do is fuck him against this counter until he sees stars. He walks
