Elizabeth's POV.
I had moved from my bed, wiped my tears and was curled up in my armchair in the alpha's room, trying to lose myself better after what I had just experienced.
That text from Connor.
It shook me.
It shook me so well I didn't know how to behave.
I faced my phone screen down on our bed and went to pick up a book.
The book, I wasn't ready, but it felt better tk distract myself with it than think of the text.
After some minutes of successfully indulging myself in that book and being able to focus my mind on the story of the book, my phone distracted me again.
This time, I heard the sound of my phone pinging.
Again.
An alert or maybe a message—I wasn't sure but I had an alert.
“Who could it be this time?” I hissed in annoyance, not wanting to be disturbed. I was deal
