Elena's POV
I watched Zander walk away, totally stunned. He was acting seriously bipolar today.
Before I could overthink it, my phone buzzed. It was Z.
"A fever? Was it from the rain?"
"What's your temp? Is your throat sore? How's your wolf—is she feeling weak?"
"Did you have a healer look at you?"
Usually, Z was a "man of few words." Even when we talk about deep soul stuff, his replies were short and punchy.
Seeing him flood me with questions the second he heard I was sick was... a lot.
But I didn't mind. He was asking because he actually cared.
Even Lyra, my wolf, woke up and gave a little tail-wag in my mind, letting out a satisfied purr.
In the Blackthorn pack, Hannah and the others gave me the warmth of a family; online, Z treated me like I truly mattered.
Compared to Alpha
