chapter 22 The wolf

When we arrived at his pack it was late, Erik didn’t talk to me or even look my way. He just went straight to his office when we got into the pack house. Andrew showed me where my room is. It’s a different one from last time, right next to Erik’s. They thought it would be a good idea in case something was to happen. No they just want to put us closer to torture me. I should feel bad for blurting out what I said to him but I don’t. He needed to know right? Laying in bed I stare out of the window on the right side of the room to the night sky. There’s no balcony like I have back at home, but the room just so happens to have a door that leads into his room. Because that’s not creepy at all. Throwing on some sweats and a tank top, I walk downstairs to get something to drink. Peeking into his office I can see him asleep at his desk with his head down. Rolling my eyes, I head to the kitchen for coffee. Grabbing two mugs from the cabinet, I start a pot of co