Chapter 53

　　Lucas' POV 　　"Make love with a woman and make her cook me some cake. Damn, life's so good," I talked to my wolf after the she-wolf cooked me a hearty dinner. 　　My wolf didn't say anything and lay on his stomach in front of the fireplace. 　　"I like the dessert thing she makes. The thing that's wrapped with honey inside covered by fruit compote..." 　　"It's called Crêpe Delicious," my wolf said. 　　"Yeah, that thing. I'll make her cook that for me every day," I said. 　　"So I take it that you don't want to kill her anymore?" My wolf sounded way too happy, which made me vexed. 　　"I'll fuck her and she'll cook for me. That's what it is," I said. 　　"That's called a wife," my wolf said. 　　I asked, "What's your problem? You've got a name for everything now?" 　　My wolf didn't even bother talking to me. He was so busy watching that skinny little she-wolf cleaning the house and making a bed for the fucking vampire boy with her long naked legs. 　　After she tugged him in, she started to hum a song