The car moved smoothly over the path leading out of the pack's territory. Meredith sat between Damien and Magnus, with Xavier lounging across from her, his legs casually stretched out.
"You're awfully quiet, Little Wolf," Magnus remarked, his eyes narrowing slightly. He gently reached over to place a hand on her forehead. "You feel warm."
Meredith's cheeks were paler than usual. "I'm fine," she said quickly, brushing his hand away with a weak smile. "Just… a little queasy. It's probably from all the excitement."
Damien frowned and scanned her intently. "You didn't eat much earlier. That might be it." He reached into a small compartment beside him and pulled out a water bottle. "Drink this. Slowly."
Meredith took it gratefully, sipping the cool water as Xavier leaned forward
