(AZTEC'S POV)
It was surprising that I was the one who was seated with my head laid back while Steele was the one who pacing about.
It was very understandable though seeing as I felt as weak as ever and he felt as restless as could be. With the way things had turned out this morning I was not sure of how I was supposed to control or navigate my thoughts.
I majorly felt like a failure. A big failure to the pack and to my father. I had thrown away the plan he had for fifteen years. The plan that was supposed to lead the Moon Shadow Pack out of these very dark times.
"Aztec!."
It was Steele's deep voice that cut in to my thoughts and made me sit up with a sigh. I had been deeply lost in my thoughts that I did not realize that he had stopped pacing about and he was now standing akimbo in front of me.
"What's the next plan? What are we going to do?" He asked me.