Olivia's POV
I couldn't help but worry about Alex's pack. I know how much they both love it. From what I have learned a pack is equivalent to family for werewolves. Although I never had one but I know very well how painful it is to see them in trouble.
"Don't worry Liv. Everything is going to be ok." Although she was reassuring me with kind words and gentle smile I could clearly see the worry in her eyes.
I didn't say anything. I didn't want to. I just sighed sadly and sat on my bed. Its times like these I want to be alone for some time to think and calm myself down.
Mary put her hand on my shoulder "I will be downstairs." This time though I gave her a smile grateful for understanding and giving me some space.
Now all alone in the room I allowed a tear to escape my eye. I didn't know
