It was a lazy night. Your fiancé, Daniel, was mentally exhausted. And so were you. He dealt with a lot of things regarding the pack and his own problems. He felt drained.

Daniel's head laid on your lap, his fingers laced with yours. His eyes just watched the ceiling or the white walls of the room.

Then he finally spoke up. "I got a call today. I am needed tomorrow at the pack house. Something to do with vampires spotted in the area."