The last thing I remember is Eric’s brooding face, his silver hair hanging over me and tickling my skin.
So when I open my eyes and find myself in his bed, with his arm draped protectively over my stomach, I immediately start to panic.
What did I do last night? Why am I acting like this when I have the fate of the world weighing on my shoulders?
What will Robin think?
I gingerly pick up Eric’s arm and try to remove it from my stomach without disturbing him. I have to get out of here, I have to run.
But if I do, I could end up ruining my relationship with the wolves. Ugh. This is an impossible task. There’s no way I can organize this council meeting with only ten days to go.
A defeated sigh escapes my lips, and I bring my hands to my face in frustration.
“Are you feeling okay?” A d
