Chapter 38

Lily’s visits to Damon became frequent—more frequent than before, because she couldn’t stand the thought of being away from him. She waited eagerly every night until the vampires went to sleep at dawn, then she raced to the den to meet Damon for the night. To sleep until morning, when the wolves would go out on a hunt—when they would bring back a hearty game to cook for lunch.

Lily had begun teaching the female wolves how to cook. It was not an easy task at hand. They burned the simplest of things, and had no sense for taste. Teaching them how to use spices seemed nearly impossible.

"Why add a bunch of leaves? Doesn’t it ruin the meat?" they asked.

"But when you cook it, it gets small. I want more."

"How are you supposed to chew this? Raw meat slides right down your throat."