Paloma

Nancy's POV

"Morning darling," I whispered hugging Baby who seemed to be panting and holding onto me tightly as if he had a terrible dream in which I had disappeared. Well, it's the werewolf king he doesn't dream well for as far as I can remember. Not even once. 

He might have just returned. "Are you okay? I'm here and I'm not going anywhere any time soon," I joked, he pulled away and brushed his hand through my head gently. He still looks horrified and covered in sweat, well that's strange I've never seen him sweating like this before.

"Everything is perfect, my little cub," he mumbled, little cub, he said. something is definitely disturbing him. "I see, it took you all night to return right? You promised it would only take 25 minutes but I spent the entire night waiting for you until I fell asleep," I complained folding my arms across my chest.