ELIAS POV
The shower wasn't helping.
The hot water hammered against my shoulders while I stood there staring at the wall like it contained answers.
It didn't.
Unfortunately for me because I desperately needed answers.
Knight was equally unhelpful.
The wolf had spent the last ten minutes replaying every interaction we'd had with Lena since she'd dropped the spatula.
Every single one.
Like game footage.
‘Mate stared.’
‘I know she stared.’
‘Mate likes us.’
"I know."
‘Mate wants us.’
"Calm down."
Knight ignored me.
Completely, continuing his weird ass mental trip.
The problem wasn't that I didn't know Lena was starting to let me in.
I knew.
The little touches.
The way she stopped pulling away when I sat beside her.
The way she looked for me whenever she entered a room.
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