For a second, I felt the weight of the pack bond; if Thorne ever claimed me as his Luna, this man would be my right hand, my official protector.
Quickly, the connection hit me with a force that made me stand up from the bench immediately, acting with obvious clumsiness.
"Is something wrong?" Liam asked, standing up too, confused by my reaction . "You turned pale."
"I... nothing. It’s just... look at the time!" I feigned checking my watch with desperation . "My friend is waiting for me on campus for a delivery and I’m already very late. I have to go."
"Wait, Maren" he took a step toward me, noticing my nervousness . "You’re carrying too many things. Let me give you a ride. I have to go to the university right now anyway or Thorne is going to lose it. He’s very strict about punctuality."
