Thirty

The new day rolled in without incident.

Daniel hadn't found himself in a guest room again, but Eva had not come to bed that night, leaving Daniel frustrated and restless. By morning the alpha's mood had darkened with no sign of lifting any time soon. His head pounded in protest against his exhaustion and him being up before the sun had even breached the horizon; throbbing with each step or slight movement.

Having seen Kade off, Daniel silently made the trip up an old dirt track hidden at the back of the packhouse grounds. Young light began to creep coyly through the network of the branches and spring foliage of the forest as the alpha walked away from the packhouse, slowly burning away the nip in the air that settled at night when temperatures still dipped into single figured. Up ahead, about a mile away and settled deep into the for