Beneath The Howl
And the tremors in her hands kept returning.
She didn’t want him to see either.
So she hid.
Kael did not appreciate being avoided.
Not one bit.
By the third day, pack members kept giving her looks.
“Alpha’s not in a good mood,” one whispered.
“He’s been looking for you,” another murmured.
“He’s… tense,” someone added politely, which she knew meant one growl away from killing someone.
Eira pretended she didn’t hear.
She spent her evenings in the infirmary, pretending the samples in front of her held her full attention. But her mind kept circling back, again and again, to Laura.
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