I tried to find Lena anywhere but I couldn't.
After our argument last night about Vivienne, she had been avoiding me all day. Inside, my wolf was restless, pacing inside my chest like it wanted to break free. I checked the training room, the garage and even the damn archives. Nothing.
Then I heard soft movement coming from the east wing near my mother’s quarters and my stomach tightened. I moved fast, walking silently like a shadow and pushed open the bathroom door.
Lena stood there frozen, holding something small and black in her hands. Her eyes went wide when she saw me.
“Jax,” she whispered.
I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. My eyes dropped to the phone in her hand, but something in me told me not to push right now because she looked scared, beautiful and mine.
“Wha
