Lila’s POV
I woke up the next morning feeling a little uneasy. I had a bad feeling, but I couldn’t figure out why. It had to be more than just my nerves; though, I knew what my nerves were trying to tell me, my gut felt like it was telling me something different.
Enzo was gone for the morning getting some of his warriors ready to escort Miss Hazel to the pack clinic. I worried about her safety, but I trusted the Calypso gammas and I knew she’d be in good hands.
It was too bad we weren’t going to be there when Hazel got here. Enzo and I had alternate plans for our afternoon and my nerves were starting to get the best of me.
I took a steady breath as I finished getting dressed. I wore a casual white sundress and left my hair down, flowing around my shoulders, with only one side clipped out of my face. I wore light makeup, only to bring out my long lashes and make my lips a bit rosier.
But other than that, I aimed for a more natural look.
Enzo appeared in the doorway of the bedroom and his eyes scanned my appearance. I turned to face him, my mouth nearly hanging open at his attractiveness. He wore a black button-down shirt with his sleeves half rolled up, revealing his muscular arms. He wore a pair of jeans that showed off his incredible ass as well, making my face flush.
He smirked when he noticed me checking him out.
“Are you ready to go?” He asked, reaching his hand out for me to take.
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I said, taking his hand without hesitation. “Are your warriors on their way to get Hazel?”
“Yes, they left a few minutes ago,” he answered. “But don’t think too much about it right now. We have something important to do.”
I knew this, but I couldn’t help but think about everything at once. But I nodded to him and allowed him to pull me out of the room.
Soon, we were on our way to the Nova pack.
…..
“Lila?!”
My mother said with shock as we stood in the front room of the packhouse.
Others from the pack were walking around as well and greeted me as they normally would before going to do their daily chores.
“I didn’t know you were coming today.”
She approached me with a worried look in her eyes as she reached her arms out, pulling me in for a hug. I stood frozen, terrified of what to say or how to approach this subject. It was very rare that I got nervous over things, but in this case, I couldn’t help but be nervous.
However, being embraced by her, I felt instantly relaxed.
“Lila!!!” I heard the familiar voice of my sister, Corrine, running down the stairs. When I looked, I saw the large smile that spread across her face. It hasn’t been long since I’ve seen her, but she seemed much older for some reason.
She wore bright purple glasses and a matching purple dress that looked fairly new, and I knew she must have made it herself. She liked making her own dresses; a talent I wish I had at 13 years old.
I opened my arms out to her and pulled her into a tight embrace.
“What are you doing here?” Corrine asked at the same time as my mother.
Ignoring both their questions, I asked a question of my own.
“Where’s your brother?” She looked up at me and I could see the annoyance in her eyes.
“He ditched me to hang out with his dumb friends,” she muttered. “He and his best friend, Justin, met these girls at school and they spend all their time with them.”
“Without you?” I asked, raising my brows.
It was unusual for Flynn to uninclude Corrine; they might be growing older, and Flynn might annoy the crap out of Corrine, but they were always glued to the hip growing up.
“It’s been like that for a few weeks,” my mother explained, placing a hand on Corrine’s shoulder. “But I tell Corrine that she should give some of the girls at school a chance. They’ve been wanting to hang out with her.”
“I’ve been busy training with Uncle Don,” Corrine shrugged. “I don’t have time for meaningless friendships.”
“Friendships are never meaningless,” I tell her with a small frown. “The right friends can make you stronger.”
“Besides, I’m sure Donovan wouldn’t mind if you took a break once in a while,” my mother added, winking at her. “Did you finish your homework?”
“Almost,” she said, stepping away from us. “I just wanted to grab a snack.”
“Then how about you grab a snack and finish your homework,” my mother said to her.
Corrine rolled her eyes but then gave me a small smile before going toward the kitchen; I chuckled as I watched her leave.
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