"Who were you talking to?" Lorenzo repeated his question again, his eyes piercing into mine. He didn't look outraged out anything, just curious to know who was I talking to. I also realized how messy his hair looked as if he had run his fingers through them repeatedly many times.
I blinked and shook my head, putting on the best fake smile that I can ever pull, "It was a wrong call. Nothing important" I said, waving my hand in front of him dismissively hoping he wouldn't ask more about the call."How are looking right now? Did many of us get hurt?"
I quickly changed the subject in hopes for him to forget about the call. Also, I wanted to know what was happening in the pack and who got hurt.
Lorenzo let out a sigh, "Not as many as I thought" He said slumping his shoulders a little, "The w
