Chapter Forty

Ever since the night from hell, Daykan had kept a low profile; lower than usual.

He had stayed at the estate but rarely left his apartment or went on pack runs.

He had skipped out on pack meetings as well and no one had questioned him. Lacan understood the situation and just left him alone.

Lacan thought of him as a frightened puppy and any wrong move could scare him away.

Daykan would do more when he was ready.

He only left when he needed to go to the gym and headed straight back home.

The hospital was the first public place he had been to on the...