BLOSSOM'S POV
We stood on a cliff overlooking the vast extension of the pack's territory but none of us was saying anything. I didn't know why all of a sudden, the person I had thought to be the most sociable and friendly was not even looking at me. The even more surprising thing was that I could feel a thin line of fear hanging loosely in the air. What I wanted to know was the root of his fear.
I touched his arm forcing him to look at me.
"Is there anything bothering you apart from the death of my father?" I decided to take a direct approach. "Maybe something I did."
"You didn't do anything, Blossom. I'm just..." He shook his head and turned back to the view ahead. "I'm just a little bit self-conscious."
"Why? What made you feel so intimidated?" I asked, striking the nail on its hea
