Our room.
"Are you okay?" Dylan asked after entering. Ever since I received the call from Alpha Nicolas, I had gone upstairs and locked myself in the room.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I lied.
I didn't want to worry Dylan about the call.
He already knew that they were going to try and attack us, and he was getting ready.
Telling him about the call would be an extra burden that he didn't need at the moment.
"What have you been up to all day?" Dylan asked, walking up to the bed and sitting down with me, wrapping his arm around my waist.
He was hovering over me, his much larger frame easily covering mine. I loved the sense of protection I felt from having him so close to me.
"I missed you," I said, wanting him to know how hard the day had been without him.
Dylan smiled at me genuinely,
