The week spent in bed was the slowest I had ever endured. It felt like a month rather than a week, and I owe that to all my suffering. No one said it would be quick and easy. 

"You missed dinner with the pack, so I'll make you something you'd like."

I smirked at him, finally able to loosen up a little now. 

"I'm in the mood to eat seafood right now. Can you make one?" I asked him. I have been craving those foods rather than meat. 

I know seafood is out of the menu in his pack. I feel like I want to play a bit with him...