“Vira? What are you doing out here? You should be resting,” Rhys says as he walks down towards me.“I'm just coming back from a run. I've been on my back for five days and nights, Rhys. It’s boring,” I explain. He looked so good, he was wearing a black hoodie and matching joggers. I bent over, placing my flat palms on my knees trying to catch my breath from the run. My lungs burned, demanding for air. He came to my side to help me up, and I lean slightly on him, letting his solid frame take some of my exhaustion.“Where are you going to?” I ask, wiping a bead of sweat from my forehead. This path we were on was a one-way path, down goes straight into the forest, while up leads directly to the pack mansion.“I wanted to stretch my legs a bit and let Raider, my wolf, out for a run,” he explains, his eyes scanning my tired face with genuine concern. He gently walks me closer to the pack mansion, guiding me by the elbow, and sits me down on a fallen log, then stands directly in fron
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