Hope
I was tired. Not the kind of tired that sleep could fix. It was the never ending train of thoughts that made its way through me. It was the fear of the unknown. It was the constant worry for my family and pack. It was the kind of tired that only my mate could possibly fix.
Aiden drew Eva, I thought to myself. How is that possible? I know he watched over Zayn when Eva had him drugged in Switzerland but he was too young to sketch her face out with so much precision. Honestly, I wasn't too concerned about the drawing itself , the real question that had my stomach turning was why he drew her at all. The Moon Goddess told me earlier to pay attention to what he says and him sketching a picture of Eva was him definitely trying to say something.
I stood in the kitchen looking down
