Lara dialled Nate's number and waited a couple of seconds only before he answered. She felt a little guilty for making him worry. And also for the trouble they were all getting in a few more minutes.
How did the press even find her?
«I'm... I'm in trouble, Nate. I don't know what to do.»
She had pressed the digits of his number by instinct, even though she thought she didn't know it by heart. But, somehow, she did. She had him saved on the phone, of course, but her fingers didn't have time to look for him that day.
She was in such a deep crisis that all she did was out of instinct. That realisation scared her even more... Was that part of what Ebony had said? Was she also in part wolf, in her soul? Giving birth to pups and having a wolf mate meant she also could feel part of what they felt?