C68 Emmett

The food was good. Seeing the kind of humans that were present in the room, I could tell

this place was a renowned one. Most of the time I spent with Rose, I the way she melted into

the taste of the food once she fed into her mouth, the lips her lips pursed while she chewed.

She did eat in a lousy manner, and I found myself fascinated by that; when wolves dive into

their favorite meal