LAMIA

I left Zane in his office after our hanky panky to go lay down for a bit and then meet up with him in the dining hall for dinner with the rest of the rank members and family.

We had just finished and excused ourselves and were now walking with our hands laced together towards the tree line at the back of the pack house.

“Doll, is everything okay? You seemed a little jittery and quiet at dinner?” I could not only hear his concern but also feel it and the worry ...