A small sliver of emotion, that was no way my own, lingered around my mind making me confused. I thought that I was scared and sad but I didn't feel like I was. There was reason I should be either. Sitting at a table, eating breakfast with only two other people was not something to be afraid about, especially wen one of them was pregnant. A string seemed to tug at my heart, indicating that something was wrong, and deep down, I knew it. About that time, my phone rings in my pocket and their name flashed as I pull it out. It's Caspian.
"Hello? What's wrong?" I asked after I excused myself politely from the table.
"How the hell did you know something was wrong? I didn't even say anything yet!"
"Just tell me what the f**k is wrong." I growled. My wolf was prowling in the back of my mind, hi
