Chapter One Hundred Ten

The room fell into a deep silence when the door swung open. Caden's eyes were a bit teary and the occupants of the room could tell he had a lot to say. "I got the food," he began, closing the door of the hospital room.

"Thanks, Caden. I'm starving," Katie groaned, clutching her stomach.

"Well, I made sure to get more food this time. I underestimated the energy needed by a werewolf Rogue Killer," he said, handing the takeout bags to the girl's outstretched hands.

"I believe you owe us an explanation now. You've been mourning... and we've only been able to watch. Leaving you to your time alone, but you know a wolf cannot move past grief on their own. We do that as a pack," Cole began.

"I didn't want to distract you from what was already happening in your lives," he said.

"What's that supposed to mean? You know the pack comes first," the dialogue continued. Katie placed her hand on the Royal's to calm him when he started to get agitated.