Zara
After drying my face with a towel, I threw everything in the trash except one stick. Wrapping it in a napkin, I tucked it into the tight sleeve of my sweater and decided to leave the bathroom. A prayer froze on my lips that Alpha was still down there, and I wouldn't have to face him until I calmed down.
But recently, my luck had flown off to some other world. Leaving me alone with the frost giant. Coming out of the bathroom, I came face-to-face with this same giant.
Anxiety and anger had somehow mixed, creating a cocktail of worry for him. His worried eyes met mine. Lately, all those filters he loved to apply to his face were quickly disappearing, leaving most of his emotions exposed.
I tore my worried gaze away from him and tried to head for the dressing room. I wanted to hide my wand in my purse.
"What happened?" his voice was full of concern.
