Chapter 221

Victoria's POV I know my grandfather behaves like a stubborn pup when it comes to his diet. The aroma of the bland, low-sodium dinner wafted up from our plates, and I could see the disappointment in his eyes. Most of the dishes were vegetarian—the pack doctor's strict orders. William Lancaster might be the legendary Alpha of the Crescent Dawn Pack, but right now he looked like a wolf denied his favorite prey. "This isn't enough to feed a cub," he grumbled, pushing the steamed vegetables around his plate. His wolf spirit, always so powerful and commanding, seemed equally disgruntled at being served rabbit food. I leaned forward, my voice firm but gentle. "Grandfather, you know you should only eat until you're seventy percent full. If you overdo it, your blood sugar will spike again tomorrow morning." My wolf, Nora, hummed in agreement inside me, equally concerned about our pack elder's health. James, our pack butler who'd served my family for decades, chimed in with perfect timing. "Mis