Noah sat behind the wheel as we drove away from the pack house.
“Where are we going to, ladies?” he asked, all happy and smiling as always.
“To the hospital please.” I asked him. The look on his face changed within a second as he looked at me, all the color leaving his cheeks.
“Is something wrong, Luna?” He asked, looking from me to Jennie, who was trying to avoid eye contact with him.
“We’re good.” I smiled back at him, hoping that that response would be enough for him right now. He turned back around to watch the road as he kept driving.
*Noah, please don’t say anything to Sam just yet* I linked at him, knowing he was not a fool.
*Ok, my Luna* he linked back. Making me smile, he really was one of the sweetest people I had ever met in my life.
We arrived at the hospital, Noa
