Love Bound in Ice: 3 (Werewolf Sentinels) Read Free Page B

the direction of the kitchen, it could only mean one thing—Durlach was cooking again. His wolf brother thought he had a real culinary talent. He had a talent, all right. It was for making the strangest concoctions that made everyone feel as if they’d be sick to their stomachs if they ate it. Durlach thought everything he cooked tasted wonderful.
    Ketah headed toward the kitchen when he heard Durlach’s and Carson’s voices coming from there. He really didn’t want to see what Durlach was whipping up as a “masterpiece”, but he couldn’t exactly leave Carson to be one of Durlach’s victims.
    He stepped into the room, feeling about ready to gag. The smell was so much more intense. Ketah looked at Durlach and Carson, not sure how they could stand it. They both sat at the table, eating some kind of congealed-looking slop. Much to his surprise, Carson appeared to be enjoying the food as he shoveled it into his mouth.
    “You’re actually eating that?” The words tumbled out of Ketah’s mouth as he did all he possibly could not to breathe through his nose.
    Carson looked up and smiled. “I know it smells really bad, but it tastes a hell of a lot better. I think it’s the Limburger cheese Durlach added to it.”
    “That cheese is beyond gross.” Ketah had no idea why Cassidy had let Durlach buy the Limburger. It smelled like really stinky feet. And it was so bad it had to be kept in an airtight container inside the fridge or it would contaminate the rest of the food around it.
    “Do you want to try some?” Durlach offered.
    Ketah shook his head. “No way.”
    “You might be surprised,” Carson added.
    “I highly doubt that.”
    His new wolf brother stood with a forkful of the slop that looked as if it could have come out of the back end of a mammoth and walked over to Ketah. Carson held the fork up to him. “Come on, just give it a taste.”
    “No, thank you,” Ketah replied while keeping his mouth closed as much as possible, afraid Carson would try to shove it past his lips. He wouldn’t put it past the man. Carson liked to do things to drive everyone crazy. He and his older brother, Noah, had perfected the art on their sister while they’d grown up, and continued to this day.
    “You really do have to try this,” Carson said as lifted the fork closer to Ketah’s face. “I’ll admit most of Durlach’s experiments don’t turn out to be appetizing, but this is the bomb.”
    Ketah jumped back. “You mean it could blow up? Why would you eat it if that’s the case?”
    Carson burst out laughing, the fork wobbling, threatening to dump the slop onto the floor. “You guys crack me up when you don’t understand a modern-day saying. You take everything so literally. What I meant is the food is really, really good.”
    He scowled at Carson. “Then speak normal English. And I don’t care how delicious you think that is, it’s not going into my mouth.” Ketah looked over at Durlach. “I don’t mean to offend you, but there is no way I can get past the smell.”
    Durlach gave him a nod. “It’s all right. I understand. Limburger cheese isn’t for everyone.”
    It definitely wasn’t. And after this, Ketah was going to make sure any more of it that came into the house would somehow mysteriously disappear. He doubted he’d be able to get the stench out of his nose for days to come.
    But Carson wasn’t about ready to give up. “Oh don’t be such a baby, Ketah. One mouthful, that’s all. I can guarantee you’ll want more after you’ve tasted it.”
    “No thanks.”
    Ketah backed up and Carson followed. That led to his new wolf brother basically chasing him around the large kitchen table, fork held out as he threatened to tackle Ketah, sit on him and shove the food into his mouth. Durlach continued to eat his slop as if nothing else was going on around him.
    Eryn and Wachei came into the room. It didn’t take Carson’s sister long to see what was going on and to step in. Instead of helping,