Elena's P.O.V
I couldn’t sit still.
No matter what I did, my thoughts circled back to the same questions I didn’t want answers to.
Maribelle caught me pacing the kitchen earlier and gave me a look that said, Sit down or I’ll tie you to a chair. I forced a laugh, but even she knew something was off.
So, I did what I always did when I didn’t want to think too much. I grabbed Jack.
“Come on,” I told him, ruffling his hair. “Let’s get some fresh air.”
His face lit up, and that smile alone was enough to shove the heaviness back for a moment. We walked together to the training ground, where half the pack was already gathered. Wolves in human form sparred, their feet kicking up dirt as they circled one another. Others shifted halfway, claws out, eyes sharp.
Jack’s eyes wide
