Julian's POV
I stayed at Nicki's work until she was off. It was about four pm when she came and told me she was done. I grabbed her hand and walked her out to my car, opening the door for her.
"Let's go pack some stuff for you and then we can go back to the pack house."
"I'm supposed to work at the bar at 8 tonight."
"You're not tonight. I will handle it later," I told her.
She didn't say anything else on the way to her house. We got there and I followed her inside.
"Do you need help with anything?"
"No."
"What did you do to piss her off?" Zion linked me.
"I don't know."
"Well, fix it. I don't like her being mad at us."
"Nicki, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Are you sure, something seems off?"
She didn't answer me but kept packing. Twenty minutes later, she said she was ready.
