Riley’s POV
I set down a tray of food in front of Christian, and he eyeballed it before looking back up at me with his eyebrows raised. I may have brought him a little too much food, but I just wanted to make sure he was eating enough.
It had been a few days since the incident with the Alphas and I had hardly let Christian get out of bed. I wanted to make sure that he was getting as much rest as possible so that his rib would heal, but I could tell he was starting to get restless from being in bed all the time. He wanted to get out and actually be an Alpha for his pack, which I did understand, but it was hard not to be protective over him after what happened. I mean, seriously, could anyone blame me?
“You know, I could eat lunch with the rest of the pack in the dining hall, right? I am
