Roman's POV
I left the side house to get food for Eira. It was clear Liam wanted to speak with her alone, which was why he sent me off. I didn't protest. If she was willing to talk to anyone, that was already progress. And I trusted Liam enough to know he wouldn't say or do anything that went against his Alphas.
When I entered the main house, I found Jason and Lucian in the kitchen. What surprised me was that Lucian wasn't just hovering around—he was actually cooking.
I walked over and saw him at the stove, preparing white sauce pasta. It looked rich and creamy, the kind of dish that made your mouth water just from the scent. I leaned over and took a taste.
Damn.
It was perfect—warm, smooth, and comforting, with just the right amount of salt and spice. The kind of dish that wrapped around your soul like a blanket, the kind that made you close your eyes and savor every bite like a secret you didn't want to share.
