Seventy Two

“You keep kidding yourself, Baron.” I hit his arm playfully. He was still in my room, keeping me company and making sure I was not crying again.

“I’m hungry. You?” He asked, trying to stifle a yawn.

“I’m not hungry.” How could I think of food when I was going through so much? My appetite in that moment was non-existent, food was the least of my problems.

“You should be hungry.” He eyed me.

“But I’m not.” I insisted.

“I’m not going to take your word for it.” He got out of the bed and went out of the room. I was left in my thoughts. Hm. What next for me now? The Alpha now knew and I wondered what he was going to do about it.

He might have even told my mom about it. My worries increased, what if he was angry? The initiation ceremony had almost brought my mother’s wolf out of her, but mine had only tried to find a way out to no avail. I just felt like no matter how hard I tried, I always ended up causing problems for my mother. I had this feeling in my guts that the Alpha would surely ca