It had been a week since the night with Kara in the pack hospital.
A week since Ky had touched her.
A week since he had spoken to her.
Both he and Coda were on edge and his mate refused to even speak to him. Ky remembered the morning following their conversation. After spending the night perched in the chair outside of her room, he had walked in expecting to speak with her again. Something that had quickly dissolved into a whirlwind of chaos. In the end, Kara had told him he needed to figure out what she meant about starting over on his own then sent him out.
It had only been because he saw how pale and drawn she appeared that he had capitulated, thinking he would come back when she was feeling better. However, that had been a mistake. Almost immediately, his little mate had called
