EMBER’s POV
I pulled my bag closer to me as I walked through the dirt to the pack house. I had lost count of time when I was with Zealina, and I hoped the Alpha didn’t realize that I was missing. Maybe, the boys covered for me at the dinner tonight. I hoped so.
As I drew close to the porch of the pack house, I could make out three figures standing with their hands deep in the pocket of their pants. Lucas was trying to pull it off, but he was still in slight pain. Though, I knew he would be fine by tomorrow. It was just scratches that remained.
"Hi," I said as stepped on the porch too.
The three of them gave me a harsh look in response. "Is there something wrong?" I asked confused.
Caleb stepped forward, his eyes like ice as he said, "Where were you?"
"Huh?"
Caleb touched me on the a
