It was windy, a storm was coming again. Thorne watched from the windows as the wind grew even stronger.
The fourth storm in two months.
If it wasn't a sign of the troubles coming ahead, then Thorne had no idea what it was.
He sighed internally as he twisted his shoulders, his bones cracking under pressure. His mind went to Adina, who was still in his room; he wondered if she was asleep or awake. He hadn't had the time to check on her… And he still wouldn't be able to. With the storm coming tonight, he had to patrol the area.
The door creaked behind him; he didn't need to turn to know that it was the beta. Caelum stepped in, his boots clacking against the floor.
He dropped some papers on the table then looked at Thorne, who was still standing by the window. "I brought it all like you asked," he said.
Thorne hummed, not willing to turn and look at the man. He trusted him well enough to deliver exactly as he'd asked.
