"I am glad to hear that." Fenja glanced at her reflection on the glass window. It was raining again. She wondered if it would turn into storm at night. "Did the other personalities appear?"
Fenja should stop herself from asking these questions. This was not her concern anymore, even when she still had the agreement with the alpha, she shouldn't be bothered by it.
"No." Lance thought about it for a while. "But, he has been in a bad mood, I thought I was facing Thorne, instead of him."
Jaxon killed Sam three days ago, ever since he learned what happened, it almost felt like there was a gloomy cloud over his head, and whenever a warrior came to his office to report something, they would say it was the same like you entered a graveyard.
Lance knew they could exaggerate thing, but he couldn't say anything to Jaxon about it, after all, such betrayal was hard. It shook everything that Jaxon believed.
