The following morning Nita was woken up by several knocks on the door.
She had spent the night in the living room and left the room for Tristan as she was scared to trigger him again.
She groaned as she waddled to the door still groggy from sleep, her eyes snapped wide open as the door almost flew out of her hand before she had a chance to open it properly.
Alpha Raul staggered inside while limping badly, still wearing clothes from the previous day.
Nita turned towards him with raised brows and her heart beating like it was ready to jump out of her chest.
He didn't say a word and just fell heavily on the chair, while groaning in pain.
She took a reluctant step towards him as he lay down with his hand over his eyes as if in pain.
"Pack a bag, we are leaving now". He said suddenly, startling her.
"Leaving where, and to where?". She straightened.
A minute of silence passed before he sat up again.
He looked up at her as she stood studying him.
