Chapter 11: Restless Night - Alden

I barely slept a wink last night. I kept hearing Sorrell’s voice in my head or felt the echo of warmth from when I held her hand. If I didn’t have my eyes open right now I’d swear I was still holding her hand in mine. The more time I spend around her, the more it’s like she’s imprinting herself onto my very being. I have myself so convinced that she’s my animai that if it turns out I’m wrong I know it will devastate me to my core.

It has to be her; it just has to.

I was slower to get to the training field than usual. I was in such a haze with every thought being about Sorrell that I was basically on autopilot – which isn’t like me. Not to mention, I’m actually nervous to see her today. When I linked her last night she was her usual playful, take no prisoners self but then at some point it’s like an emotional wall went up. I could hear it in her voice something had changed, and I couldn’t understand what. I wracked my brain for hours trying to think what I had said or done to cause it