"Nothing important," I forced a smile, "Everything's fine."
Dane nodded hurriedly, "There's a lot of meetings lately." Instead of challenging his lie, I rolled over and closed my eyes. "Maybe you should take a shower before bed."
He hesitated for a moment before silently heading to the bathroom, where I heard the water start to flow.
And there, I settled on the bed again, my back against the empty side.
Things have been bugging me these days, not just the miscarriage, and not just my miserable mateship with Dane, but also my weakening connection to my wolf, Cassia.
Her voice... it was becoming faint, and until now, I didn't know why.
The next morning, I had an early shift at the pack’s clinic, so I woke up and prepared myself quickly. As I descended the stairs of the pack house, I couldn't help but overhear the Omegas whispering among themselves.
"I heard Felicity's from some ancient witch lineage," one Omega murmured, her voice filled with excitement.
"Really? That explains a lot," another Omega responded, awe evident in her tone.
Their conversation lingered in my mind, leaving me both curious and uneasy. But, dismissing it as something irrelevant to my routine, I continued with my day.