*Through Emily's Eyes*
I stared at my toast. Despite sending fun and happy texts to Olly, I felt terrible. He would reach Salt Creek before the day ended and would find his mate. Or be attacked.
Either option twisted my stomach into knots. I didn’t want to jump on the pile of people warning him because I knew he was getting annoyed, but we were all worried about how they would treat him.
“...ily...Emily?”
Blinking, I looked up and faced my mom, who had clearly been calling my name for a while.
“Are you okay, hun?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just worried, same as everyone else.”
She gave me a sympathetic smile and got up from the table. Moving around the chairs she came to me and enveloped me into a hug.
I loved my mom’s hugs. We were about the same size
