Delcain's Point Of View
"So when are you going to be back?" I asked Tristan as he held Tahlia making silly faces at her.
He seemed ridiculously high in spirits, even though he was going to be in a room full of Alphas. I couldn't believe my ears when they had told me the news. Tristan had just gotten over his mating cycle not even two days ago and now he was jumping head first into the lions den.
"Sunday morning if nothing happens, Saturday night if all hell breaks loose." He replied.
I could only stare at him. It made no sense. He sat on my bed and looked up at me quizzically.
'Why the hell is he so calm about this...?'
"What's wrong, Del...?" He asked.
"What do you mean, what's wrong? How are you so calm about this?" I asked, dumbfounded.
I felt like I was being crazy and irrational, with how calm he was being about it all. I just couldn't wrap my head around any of it.
