Greyson ignored her, standing and stretching before sliding an arm around her waist. "Ready for breakfast?"
"I'm not hungry. Greyson, I want to see the girl—"
"She's unconscious," Greyson said, tightening his hold on her slightly. "Doc says she'll be out for a while. You can see her tonight."
Indianna pursed her lips but nodded, following him out of the room. The hallways were buzzing with pack members rushing everywhere, some stopping to smile at her as she edged closer to Greyson. She noticed just how many of them attended her high school. Greyson had said the pack was young but powerful, and it was clear they were both.
Outside, Greyson led her to his car, and she climbed into the passenger seat. The car roared to life, speeding them toward school.
"Indie, I've got to meet someone.
