As he passed by me, he offered a sad smile. I did my best to smile back at him, wanting him to know I really appreciated that he was there for me.
"Are you okay?" Dylan asked when I had loosened my hold on him.
"I am. Sorry about what just happened," I apologised.
"You don't have to say sorry. What's wrong?
Why were you crying?" Dylan ran his thumb over a tear that had escaped.
"I hope Alpha Nicolas doesn't want a fight. I wish he would just go away and leave us alone." "Do you trust me?" Dylan asked, raising my chin to look up at him.
I nodded my head and barely managed to whisper out a 'yes' to him.
"Everything will be fine. If on our own I knew them pack could take them, with Blake as ally—we basically have this won," Dylan said, reassuringly.
"I don't want my family to
