Glen was in the room for a few minutes, waiting for Greg to return. His head was spinning as he went over the latest events in his mind. So much had happened in the past two weeks that the dominant felt like his quiet life where he pretended to be a civilian was a distant dream.
He never thought he'd ever been part of a pack, let alone have a mate, so he wasn't complaining. It was the other way around. Nevertheless, things kept happening without him being able to catch his breath or take his marks.
Back in the cave, when he had come to see Eden for a few minutes between two rounds, he had found the omega immersed in his books, catching up on the last two classes he had missed. It was the first calm and normal moment of his new life he had since they met. But things went wrong once again.
A cough snapped him out of his thoughts and reminded him of the harsh reality where his best friend's life was threatened. His heart throbbed and Glen sighed.
