Chapter 112: Small Talk, Big Plans

Tara’s POV

Victor and I stayed in that garden for a long time. We talked about everything and nothing all at once, and for the first time in a long time, I felt like a teenage girl again. We had parted from talk about the pack and all else that was surrounding us—instead, we spoke about when we first met, the dates we went on, and reminisced about when our life was simpler.

“I guess it wasn’t always that simple for me, when you put it that way,” he mumbled as I laughed lightly at him.

“Maybe it sounded simple to you, but I can’t even imagine what it must have been like to grow up around… all of this.” I sighed as I folded my hands across my stomach.

“No?” he asked, turning to me as he laid on his side.

I shook my head at him.

“It wasn’t always like this, though,” he defended. “Dad always took care of these sort of things. I guess I didn’t realize up until now just how much he was protecting me and even Logan from. I guess Logan figured it all out before I did, though.”