Cain
Mika has been on edge since she learned that her two Alphas have arrived in our territory. There's an underlying tension I can't quite put my finger on. Before I stepped out to pick up lunch for us, Mika seemed visibly anxious about their presence, her body language tight and her eyes darting around as if seeking an escape. However, she relaxed slightly when I was around her, finding solace in my company.
But everything shifted when I returned with the food. The moment I walked back through the door, her expression transformed; the calm she had found moments before evaporated entirely. Now, she seems almost frantic, her urgency palpable as she speaks of needing to travel to England immediately. It's as if an unseen force has driven her to abandon our plans and hasten her departure.
