Morning came slower than expected, mostly because Phaeryl couldn’t get a wink of sleep.
She blamed it on the fact that Xhanes had caught her staring at him. And her pack had been invaded.
Her eyes opened without movement, her body still for a moment as she listened. To the obvious sounds, the distant murmur of voices, footsteps outside of the wolves probably watching their movements. She exhaled quietly and pushed herself up, rolling her shoulders.It still felt sore, but manageable. The stiffness from yesterday had settled into something usable.
Across the room, Xhanes was already awake.
He stood near the window again, in the same position as before, like he hadn’t moved at all. He folded a paper into his pocket when he realized Phaeryl had woken up
“We need to come up with a plan,”
