“Mom, what are you doing here?”
Darius’s voice was low, controlled, but the sight of his mother waiting in his office tugged at him. After speaking with Dr. Grey about Elaine, he had only wanted a moment of solitude to gather his thoughts. Instead, the familiar figure of his mother, Seline—the previous Luna—sat gracefully in the chair across from his desk, her hands folded neatly in her lap, her eyes sharp with worry.
“I was informed you were back but went straight to the hospital,” she said, her voice calm but threaded with unease. “I asked Marcus, but he is not saying anything. What is going on, Darius?”
He let out a long breath, forcing his shoulders to ease. “Nothing is wrong, Mom. We have a new pack member who needed immediate medical attention. That’s why I went straight to the ho
