Elena.

The past few days, way too many things had happened in my life. Maxine, the ring, the wolves constantly stalking us, and all the secrets that seemed to never stop surfacing. I tried to push it aside. At least for the time being.

We talked quietly for a few minutes, shifting smoothly from topic to topic. Jane started talking about her plans to bake cookies, which made us shake our heads, and then the topic shifted to the last time we tried to bake cookies together.

I chuckled lightly, remembering how the kitchen had practically turned into a war zone just because we tried to make something simple. But...