Lamb Oc Novels & Stories

I THOUGHT SHE HAD LEFT The waiter returned with our plates balanced effortlessly on one arm, the same smooth confidence he’d had with the drinks. He set Adrian’s grilled octopus down first, tender, charred tentacles glistening with olive oil and flecks of sea salt, the lemon potatoes golden and crisp beside them. Then my lamb kleftiko landed in front of me: slow-roasted, fall-apart tender meat wrapped in parchment, steam curling up with the scent of oregano, garlic, and feta melting into everything. The aroma hit me hard, grounding me back into the moment.

Oceans p.o.v. Gregory doubled over as if in pain, before I could react he had transformed into his shaggy brown wolf and was howling to the sky "Gregory, what's wrong?" "Ocean, it's Desert and Lanna they went into the forest and didn't come back and now Sky cant contact Desert" fear settled deep in my stomach "I'm on my way" I rush over to Gregory "Gregory, come on we need to go, Lanna and Desert need us"

I murmur as he places my plate in front of me. I grab my fork and press it into the tender lamb. Juices pour from it, igniting a hunger I've never felt. Kade doesn't serve himself. He takes his glass and eases back in his chair once more. I lift a piece of lamb and put it in my mouth. Much like the wine, the flavour of the lamb catches me off guard. I feel my pupils dilate. I know it's expensive to farm animals. They take up hectares of land and use litres upon litres of water. I shouldn't be tasting it, yet it is on my tongue, changing me forever.

Wendy thought for a moment and said, “How about some drinks? It’s a bit cold today. We could warm up with some lamb. Let’s go to that place on Elm Street that you love, Jen, the one with the iron pot lamb stew.” I had no objections, but I hesitated, wondering about Luke. “Luke, are you okay with lamb? Do you have any dietary restrictions?” Luke’s face remained expressionless. “That’s fine.” Wendy made the decision, “Great! Let’s go! I’ll give you directions!” Within half an hour, we arrived at the restaurant on Elm Street, a place specializing in lamb dishes. They flew in fresh lamb daily—it was tender and delicious, one of Wendy and my favorite spots.