Later That Night
“Are you sure you’ve had enough?” I ask Andreas, worried that he still can’t stomach much food.
“I think if I eat anymore, I’ll throw it all back up again,” he says, moving the plate away.
I give a little growl, upset that it’s taking so long for him to heal.
He chuckles. “I’m okay, baby girl. The Doc is looking after me,” he says with a smile as he cups my cheek. “It’s just going to take some time.”
I sigh. “I’m sorry. I just hate seeing you like this,” I say, placing my hand over his.
‘Alpha, we need you at the pack house,’ Tony mind-links.
‘Is it important?’ I ask.
‘Felix got in contact with Harry. Alpha Leon wants to meet.’
‘When?’
‘In an hour.’
I sigh again, cutting the link. “They need me at the pack house.”
“Then let’s go,” he says with a smile and gets
