But the way Austin mind linked me seemed like nothing happened between us.
I mind linked him back in an emotionless, flat tone, "Sure."
Outside the flat, his car parked in front, and I hopped inside, seated in the front seat, meeting his cold stare darted on me.
With his brows knitted, he said, "You're wearing that? There's a jacket in the back seat; put it on."
I looked at my simple dress and shook my head as I returned my gaze to him. "Thanks, but I'm not cold."
He started the car engine, driving past rows of old, quaint townhouses lined the street, reawakening me of the pack I once belonged to, now long forgotten.
Out of curiosity, I broke the dead silence in between by asking, "Who told you I moved here now that the pack house is in disarray?"
Alpha drove with one hand. "Of course, you are my Luna. How would I not know? Besides, I have tasked Beta Colter to look for you while busy with my duties."
As expected, Beta Colter seemed more aware of my whereabouts than he, my mate.
Not long after, we arrived at the Wolf's Den, and Zora was already waiting for us inside.
Upon seeing us walking side by side, Zora was astonished. "Oh, hi, Alpha Austin, Luna Calista. Thanks for coming."