His Fears

After spending an hour with Sage, I was exhausted and went to my room to sleep. It was necessary, however, as I will need to be up until after midnight for Sage's event. I seem to lose energy quickly these days now that I have my wolf back.

Being alone is good. The quiet and inability to see anyone stops my mind from working and always being switched on. I feel like they were right, when my wolf was taken, I somehow lost part of me. I've never felt emotions before, not really, and that means now I'm acting like a crazy person when I do feel something.

"Elara." I hear him and groan, trying to go back to sleep. "You need to eat. You can't be skipping meals so close to getting your wolf back."

Sitting up, I look at Darius.

"Don't glare at me like you're about to kill me, as you highly likely could. You're exhausted because you're not used to having the wolf in you. That also means you need to eat."

"Fine, no killing you."

"Can we talk?" He sits down and waits.

"Like I would say no, you'r