Davina's POV
I couldn't relax after Lucien had left. I was worried sick, thinking of all the ways things could go wrong. I was more than tempted to go find him and even help out, but I was well aware that I would be more distraction than help. Instead, I kept pacing the house, trying to distract myself, while Caleb trailed after me. He would not give me a breathing space, talking about how he was only following Lucien's order to protect me.
Rowan on the other hand was too busy to be found.
"Are you hungry?" Caleb asked out of no where. I turned to him, wondering how he could even think of food at all. "I can make you some cereal."
I shook my head. "I am not. I don't even think I can stomach anything right now."
"I was just trying to take your mind off. I'm sure the Alpha will be fine.
