Earning Her Trust

Chapter 7 (Part 1)

Hi! I lost track of time and just realised that I haven't posted in just over a week so I've decided to post what I have so far of chapter 7 for you all.

It's in Avery's POV and part 2 will be Derek's.
Hope you enjoy it :)

Xx Marie

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AVERY POV:

We enter the kitchen again and he puts me on the same stool as before. The aroma coming from the pot is amazing! He really can cook. He takes the soup off the stove and gets a stick blender to puré it all. He adds a little cream until it all comes together into a nice thick soup.

Watching him has made me want to cook again. I used to love baking when I was a kid but Alpha John never let me cook, he was afraid I would poison him or something. I wonder if Derek will let me cook sometimes?

Derek gets a bowl and ladles some soup into it. He turns to the pantry and pulls out a large loaf of home made looking bread, "My cook Mary made it yesterday. Its crusty on the outside but the middles pretty soft if you think you can handle it."
I've never had homemade bread before, only crusts off store bought bread.

He slides everything over to my side of the bench and takes a seat next to me. My breath hitches as he spins my stool around to face him and pulls mine closer, with my legs between his. I was completely wrong earlier when I thought the soup was for him. I watch as he spoons a bit out of the bowl, blows on it to cool it and then holds it to my lips.
"Open" he commands softly

I open my mouth and I'm met with the delicious taste of the soup. It's possibly the best thing I've eaten since my brother left and I was put on rations.
I lick my lips and he smiles, "Good?"

I nod and he feeds me more. Ava is purring at having her mate take care of her like this. I know for a fact my hand would be shaking far too much to bring the spoon to my mouth without spilling it. He rips off some of the bread and dips it into the soup before bringing it to my mouth for me to eat. It's even better but after a few bits of the yummy bread I'm full to the brim.

When he goes to scoop up more I shake my head, "I'm full."
His eyes snap around to mine, "You've barely had half a bowl of it though!"

I shrug not knowing what else to do, "I had bread too."
"Yeah a couple bites, that's not very much sweetheart. You haven't eaten since Thursday morning!"
"It's more than I normally eat" I inform him.

He puts the spoon back in the bowl and turns back to me, "So enlighten me then, how big is a serve of food for you?" He questions snappily

I bite my lip, "The bread, maybe an extra bite or two than what I just had and not the soft part, mainly the crust. Sometimes some vegetable scraps too"

His mouth is open in shock, but I don't get why. How else am I supposed to stay the right weight without going for runs? I thought that's what Derek would have expected of me but the soup and everything tell me otherwise.

Maybe he'll let me eat that sort of thing often? It's obvious this pack is a lot more wealthy than my old one and can afford much better cooks and probably spare more food. But then again the more I think about what Doctor Liz said and how as a white wolf I need more sustenance to heal and survive, maybe Alpha John knew that too and wanted me to be weak so I couldn't get away.

"How..." He clears his throat, "How often did you eat that?"
"Once a day, sometimes every second day. Depends on how much I weigh, the heavier I am the less I get to eat"

"Jesus fucking Christ! That's all you eat?! And are you telling me you've weighed LESS than this?!!"

I flinch slightly at how loud his voice is.
He suddenly throws his arms around me and pulls me tightly to his body. I feel his face nuzzle into my neck and I hear the deep intakes of breath. I realise he's inhaling my scent and trying to calm down.