Adel’s POV.
“Goddess give me strength,” Miguel muttered to himself once Nix and I immerged from our small cabin.
“Sorry, we kept you waiting,” I apologized to the Beta.
He offered me a passive smile before he launched himself down the barely worn path in the woods. Nix’s hand firmly pressed in the small of my back was a welcomed warmth against the bitter nip of the January cold.
“He seems in a fine mood…” Nix whispered to me.
“I’m in a fine mood because I’ve had to deal with those…” Miguel spun around to face us, his words drifting off on the morning breeze.
“I really am sorry we kept you waiting, Miguel,” I attempted to soothe the Beta’s jagged emotions once more.
“I’m not frustrated at you, Luna Adel. I’m—I’m frustrated at the situation. You two shouldn’t have to be forced out of your Moon Rooms to hold ‘court’ with your old pack… It’s not how things are done.”