VALENCIA'S POV
"Are you okay?"
I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at Uncle Jonathan as we proceeded to the council chambers.
When I turned my phone on, I saw no missed calls from Alpha Maverick, so I sighed before turning it off.
It was down to one percent only, and I didn't want to act foolish and keep checking my phone repeatedly, something I had been doing for the past hour since we got out of the airport.
I know he was busy—that was why I had reminded him to spare me 5 minutes from his busy schedule—but I guess things are indeed tough. I can't blame him when we are continuously under attack, either.
I am already grateful that he never ceases to show me how much he loves me.
"I am fine. I'm just a little nervous," I smiled at him, and he placed his hand over mine.
"Don't be. Nothing has changed. All we need to do is complete the acceptance ceremony," Uncle Jonathan said.
