#Chapter 37: A Peek Inside

Aria A week without Darren turned out to be a lot easier than I had initially expected. His apartment was the epitome of luxury—a guest room all to myself, a state-of-the-art kitchen, access to whatever I wanted whenever I wanted it. By the third day, I had found a comfortable rhythm with Lucas. He definitely seemed to miss his father, but he was also over the moon to spend every single day with me, sometimes to a fault. In fact, he kept getting so excited that his little wolf ears or fangs would pop out. He even fully shifted once on one occasion, when I surprised him with mac and cheese for dinner. I never thought I’d say this, but I started getting used to the little werewolf boy’s shifting episodes. I got so used to it, in fact, that it almost started to turn into more of an inconvenience than something wondrous to look at. It was clear to me that Darren hadn’t had the chance yet to teach Lucas how to avoid shifting when his emotions got the best of him. An