Chapter 23

I woke up the next day and instead of being in the floor, I was in my bed.

I yawned once, and looked around to see that I was in Dylan's room. I smiled, knowing that it had been him who carried me to bed. He wasn't in the room though.

I took a shower, needing to relax my muscles from how tense I felt. I had to talk to Dylan. I needed to explain why I ran away and how it wasn't Blake's fault.

Most importantly, he needed to know what had happened with my pack and Alpha Nicolas.

I brushed my hair, doing a side braid and trying to make it look nice. I applied some light make up and chose some jean shorts with a lilac colored thin blouse.

When I finished getting ready, I walked downstairs. I had already sensed around and noticed that Dylan wasn't in the house. When I walked into the kitchen, I saw Eric and John in there.

"Hey," I said, waving at the two.

Both of them smiled at me, and greeted me.

"Do you guys know where Dylan is?" I asked them, as I looked inside the fridge.

"I'm not sur