ITHRA
Zadok was brimming with energy.
He carried the dead meat and led us back to the cave without breaking a sweat. I even felt stupid for worrying over him. From my observations, he was as strong as a calf.
His Alpha genes must have hastened his healing, thus giving him back his strength. It was beautiful to behold him back as the protector I knew him to be.
A butterfly flapped in my stomach, and I killed its motion before it could take off. I couldn’t be fawning over Zadok. I shook off the weird thoughts that plagued me and walked by his side - ridding me of the view of his legs from behind.
I didn’t miss the feeling of despair that hit me at the loss of that precious view. This time, I violently shook my head, trying to rid the thoughts that brought heat to my cheeks.
What was going on with me? I thought. Unknown to me, Zadok’s attention was well on me.
“Any problem?” He asked with a gruff voice.