Chapter 95. The Choices We Make

Zera’s stomach rumbled, and her nose caught the smell of blood as she set down the box and bag on the table. Her mouth watered, wanting to taste the flesh she just smelled, but she calmed herself and wrapped her arms around her stomach. She stared up and found Daniel’s curious eyes on her as he locked the door behind him, and her cheeks heated with embarrassment.

“You’re hungry,” he pointed out, not fussing about it.

“Yeah,” she nodded, her eyes weary as she stared at him.

“What do you want to eat?” he asked, picking up the bag on top of the box on the table and heading towards the kitchen.

The further he went with the bag, the less blood she smelt. “Meat,” she replied, and he halted and turned to her, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.

“Just meat?”

“For now.” She answered. “Do you have that?”

“Yeah, I do; I got beef on my way home. It’s right here.” He nodded and raised the bag in his hand. “I never knew you had a thing for meat. Let me get i