It was 5 in the evening and we all were still in the hospital. Zach and Cameron went back to look after the things. I was sitting in between Caleb and Ivan, shoulders and thighs touching with theirs. Ivan was talking to his beta about his pack. Everything was fine there. No attack or dead bodies.
That's good.
My stomach grumbled. I could feel rats running in my stomach from the lack of food.
"Have you eaten something?" Caleb asked me.
"Umm. No." I said, looking at him.
"Leah. How many-" I cut him off I knew his lecture about taking care of myself was coming up.
"Caleb. This is more important than food. I am not dying. I will eat later." I said, frustrated with all the situation.
He growled lowly and clenched his fists tightly. I crossed my arms over my chest and looked for
