The following morning when I got up, Asher noticed that I didn’t get a whole lot of sleep the night before but I went downstairs to get a coffee.
I packed everything into my bag and I had a shower and got dressed for school.
Asher was watching my every move that morning and I knew that he was just worried about me, but it was driving me a little crazy.
I know that he was looking for any signs of distress but I wasn’t going to show him any because I was doing everything I could to prove that I wasn’t in distress.
Just because I didn’t get much sleep, doesn’t mean anything.
It just means that I was wracking my brain trying to figure out who could be the traitor in the pack.
I mean, they might not even be a traitor to the pack. They might just hate me.
I hadn’t really had much t
