“Yeah. It helps me relax. After everything lately, I needed it,” he said.
“Makes sense,” I said, grabbing a drink from the kitchen.
“How was your nap?” he asked.
“It was good. Why didn’t you nap? You look tired,” I said.
“I’ll get some sleep tonight,” he answered.
“Alright, if you say so,” I replied.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” he assured me.
After he finished cooking, we sat down at the table to eat. I already knew this entire pack was made up of kids who had been abused but had grown into incredible warriors, now one of the most respected packs in the country. Still, I found myself increasingly curious about Elias.
He’d told me his father was an alcoholic and that he and Luke had run away together, but that was all he’d shared. He seemed to know so much about me, yet I hardly knew anything
