61: caught in a trap

I made my way towards the back of the pack house where Zion said he would be waiting. From what I've gathered, the back of the pack house led to a part of the forest that wasn't overcrowded with trees and had just the perfect amount of space for a wolf to run freely.

I could feel the butterflies in my stomach dancing but that didn't take away the huge smile on my face. My hands kept fiddling with the hem of my top as anticipation for what was to come built up.

I rounded the corner and saw Zion leaning against a tree at the entrance of the forest, phone in his hand as he discussed something heatedly with the other person on the line.

I watched as he ran his hands through his unruly curls while he listened to what was being said. He saw me and held out his hands, beckoning me to come closer.

I picked up my pace and made my way towards him.

“I think we have to do something about it before it gets out of hand” Zion said to the person while keeping his eyes on me.

As soon as I was wit