Esme's POV
It was late evening when I came back from the infirmary. The sky outside was already turning dark. The infirmary wasn’t too far from the main hall, but I walked slowly, trying to take everything in. So much has changed in the pack since I left.
New buildings, more people and more guards. It felt strange, like I was walking through a place I once knew but didn’t belong to anymore.
I pushed open the door to my room quietly. The lights were still on. Marek was pacing up and down like he’d been waiting. His hands were buried in his hair, and he stopped immediately when he saw me.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
He flinched, turned fast, forcing a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Yes, yes, I’m okay, babe,” he said too quickly.
I frowned. “You seem nervous.” I said as I moved past
