Chapter 80

Bella's POV

"Street food?" He asked, his eyes holding so much surprise. What's the big deal about it? It seems even pretty easy and faster to me.

"Yes." I replied, folding my arms with a pout.

"Bella, you could just eat food prepared by the cook, not much difference."

"No, I don't want them." I snapped, a frown already forming on my face.

"Okay, okay, fine." He groaned out, palming his face.

"Thanks." I squealed and hugged him almost immediately.

I crossed my arms behind my back as we walked through the streets of the pack together, about half an hour later.

"Thank you," I say to him, remembering the sweet taste of the food on my tongue. I do eat them a lot back at my pack, each time I sneak out of the house with Jane, she spends most of her money on them, and I grew to love them so much. That's one thing I miss about her, though she changed after finding her mate. But I'm over it already, I found mine also, we're pretty far away from each other now. She probably has a new frie