Hailee's POV
I watched Nathan walk away with Beta Marcus, and something inside me twisted painfully. I shouldn't be this worried. I shouldn't care this much. But I did. The look on Beta Marcus's face wasn't good. He was angry—and that anger was clearly aimed at Nathan.
My heart sank.
What happened?
Did something go wrong at the pack house?
Was it because of me?
"Are you okay?" Callum's voice pulled me back. He was still seated beside me, concern softening the usual edge in his tone.
I nodded quickly, forcing a smile. "Yeah… yeah, I'm fine."
I wasn't.
Not even close.
"Let's continue," I added, trying to redirect both our focus. I flipped the book open to the last page we'd stopped at and pointed at the diagram we were discussing before the interruption. "So, this part here—"
But my eyes kept flickering to the door Nathan had walked out of, hoping he would walk back in.
The whispers began almost immediately, low murmurs spreading like wildfire across the room.
