Anastasia retreated to her guest room, seeking a moment of privacy after the harrowing encounter with Liam in the Luna pack's destroyed lands.
Her hands trembled faintly as she pulled out her phone and dialed her mother's number Elizabeth back home.
"Anastasia?" Her mother's concerned voice filtered through almost immediately. "Is everything alright, dear?"
"Hello, mom," Anastasia replied, forcing her tone to remain even. "I'm fine. I think everything went well with this pack."
Elizabeth asked softly. "How are you feeling? Are you getting enough rest? These stressful terrors that you keep having can't be easy."
Anastasia's eyes drifted to the window, watching Alex having fun with young Willow in a nearby field.
Willow is doing a great job at pulling Alex out of his shell.
Having someone the same age as him play with him was a good idea to keep him busy.
