Jane’s stance The delicious smell of food made its way to my snout. I walk into the kitchen to see Vishal cooking. He is serious about his cooking. “Vishal, don’t tell me you are the one who cooks this delicious, mouth-watering food!” I mutter, pointing at the food on the table. “Yes, sweetie, I did all the cooking and you’re free to dig in,” he says. “I cooked this for you!” “You cooked this for me?” I ask. “How? But why?” “I cooked this for you, for finally meeting your wolf,” he replies. “Aww, Vishal. Thank you,” I whisper, blushing. “Anything for you, love,” he smiles. After that, Vishal and I begin to eat. He’s so sweet and nice to me. Why can’t the moon goddess mate me with this kind-hearted guy? Why did she mate me with a heartless trash like my mate? “What are you thinking about, Jane?” Vishal inquire. “Ha! Nothing!” I respond. “I don’t think so,” he smirks. “I notice you stop eating and start thinking about something. Is something bothering you, Jane? You’ve been hi
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