Chapter Twenty Eight Cuddle
Damon POV
It’s been about two days since the rogue attack, and Amira has been uncharacteristically quiet. I would give anything to know what’s going on in that beautiful, precious, and perfect head of hers.
We hired a full-time nanny for Meda, so that we could get back to school. Today is day 1 of being back, and Amira hasn’t said much. None of us have any classes together, but at lunch she just had her chin propped in her hand. The only
time she smiled was when her best friend, Samantha, ambushed her-but even then it wasn’t fully genuine.
I know she’s concerned, we all are, but there’s something else going on. I can tell.
I look at her untouched tray, and make eye contact with Erebus and Christian, both of whom transferred to our school.
We recently established a mind link, and are planning to merge our packs- which conveniently are all on neighboring territories.
What’s up with her?I ask over mindlink. No clue. The f**k if I know I furrow my brow at their responses.
She has had a lot on her plate before The Delta, so I think she’s just overwhelmed. I’m surprised she’s not having mental breakdowns with how much stress she’s under, especially being a white wolf. They feel emotion on a much higher level, Christian reasons.
We’re Alpha’s. We feel very deeply as well, Erebus responds.
But she’s a white wolf, Erebus. She is going to feel deeper than all of us combined. The fact that she’s still functioning is, frankly, impressive, Christian retorts.
So what do we do? I question.
My wolf is encouraging me to f**k the quietness out of her, as I’m sure Christian and Erebus’s wolfs are, but I don’t know if that’s the productive thing to do right now.
I glance at Samantha, who holds the same worried look as the rest of us. “Baby?” Christian asks Amira tentatively. She looks up from her plate. “Yeah?” “Are you okay?” She clears her throat. “Yeah. Of course.”
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