BABY?
BABY?
Harold, who was seated beside her, looked at Alicia from time to time, while he wondered what was going on in her head. Even though he liked that she was quiet, he doubted that her silence had anything to do with his threat or warning. He had observed her long enough to know that her mouth was only this silent when her brain was working. Something was on her mind, and right now he wished he could read her mind.
'She is too quiet.' His wolf complained.
'Shouldn't you be happy?' Harold asked.
'It makes me worried when she is like that.'
Are you scared of her?' Harold asked, amused.
'Why will I be scared of that... th-at—' His wolf stopped talking when it felt something suppressing it.