Lola's POV

A week after being discharged from the hospital, I hadn't seen Morgan in three days.

He was busy. Pack business. Council meetings. Things he needed to handle.

I understood. But I missed him.

I sat in the cafeteria at lunch. Evelyn slid into the seat across from me.

"You look sad," she said.

"I'm fine."

"You're moping. Because of Morgan."

I sighed. "Is it that obvious?"

"Very." She pulled out her sandwich. "But you should hear what people are saying about him."

"What do you ...