THESSARA'S POV

"You came."

Simon was already standing when I walked into the coffee shop. His whole face lit up with relief first, then something else crossed it. Something that looked like it hurt.

I sat down across from him, moving carefully. Everything still ached from the pack training earlier. Every muscle protested.

"I said I would," I told him quietly.

He looked awful. There were dark circles under his eyes like he hadn't slept in days. His hair was all messy, like he'd been ...