Evince Me by Lili Lam Page A

Something I'm not emotionally ready to do, at
least not right at this minute.
     
    'I sent him to the guest room
around six to get some sleep. He looked exhausted.' Rico's answer caused me to feel extremely guilty for locking
Tristan outside the room after such an intense night of battle.
Wow, such a great mate I am, huh?
    'Thanks. Where are you, can I
come help?' I offered, unlocking the door and tugging
it open a tiny slit. I used my one eye to peep out the crack for
any signs of Tristan.
     
    'I'm in the kitchen making
breakfast, come cook. I mean help me cook.' Rico
chuckled.
     
    Satisfied that the coast was clear I made my way
downstairs to the kitchen where Rico had all the ingredients laid
out on the counter, but he stood there sipping on a glass of orange
juice. "Hey you're just in time." Rico joked giving me a hug,
though his eyes stared at me with a knowing look. The look of, I
know you haven't slept and cried all night.
     
    Being the great sister that I am, I got busy
cooking breakfast for the pack. I decided I'd swallow my pride and
beg Tristan for forgiveness. No, he shouldn't have said the things
he did to me but it was out of jealous rage and yes I planned on
making him feel really guilty for it, trust me.
     
    Within fifteen minutes of cooking, I suppose the
aroma of the sausage, bacon, eggs, and pancakes I had going on the
stove wafted upstairs waking all the guys up. Soon the entire
kitchen was filled with people coming to get their grub on.
     
    "I see you took heed to my threat and made it
home in one piece." Anya's voice caused me to jump as she appeared
beside me out of nowhere. "I heard you got tricked into cooking
breakfast and I've come to help." She grinned, but that grin soon
turned into a frown as Anya got a good look at my face.
     
    "What happened? Did someone die?" Anya grumbled
angrily under her breath as she took a step closer to me, not
wanting anyone else to hear. I shook my head no, basically asking
her to just drop it and forget about it, but Anya being Anya didn't
want to hear it. "Well if nobody died, who the hell made you
cry?"
     
    Anya's head snapped side to side looking over
both her shoulders around the kitchen. I don't know what or who she
was looking for, but soon enough she mumbled a "Be right back" and
took off leaving the kitchen like a bat out of hell. The look of
determination filled her big blue eyes.
     
    I finished cooking enough breakfast to feed a
small country, leaving a plate on the side for Tristan. Yes, I may
be angry with him still, but I'd never be cruel enough to let him
starve. Just as I rinsed the last dish and placed it into the
dishwasher, Anya came back in grinning ear to ear innocently.
     
    I could instantly tell she was up to no good as
I stared at him with a raised eyebrow. Anya just walked straight
past me to join Luke at the table. "Breakfast's delicious Lise,
thanks." Luke said appreciatively causing everyone else to shout
out "Thanks."
     
    Grabbing a pancake off the stack on the kitchen
table, Anya stole a piece of bacon off Luke's plate and rolled it
into the flapjack. She poured some maple syrup on to a plate and
dipped her creation into it, taking a huge bite out of it. "Yummy."
Anya gushed with puffy cheeks.
    "I think you should be designated cook for the
pack, considering Anya sucks at cooking." Luke began laughing at
his own joke only to have it turn into a choking sound when Anya
smacked him upside the back of his head.
     
    "See if I'll ever cook for you again. No more of
my grilled cheese specials for you!" Anya glared at Luke hatefully,
but everyone knew she was only kidding. These two have such a
comical relationship, I don't ever see them arguing over anything
serious.
     
    Suddenly the entire kitchen became quiet and I
could only assume what caused the silence as I felt all eyes trail
from me to something behind me. Tristan must've come down for
breakfast. Gee, how in the heck did everyone find out my business?
Guess word travels