Chapter 192

Garret was now long gone and so was the content of Nicole's coffee mug. She gazed at the empty doorway through which Marisol had exited a while ago with a forlorn look, a sigh leaving her lips. Her wolf had become more protective of Marisol recently. It was like it could tell that something was wrong. She felt it too, but Marisol continued to prove stubborn. A shudder runs through her as she recalls the terror that overcame her whole being just a few hours ago, threatening to rip her heart apart when she'd felt Marisol's fear and distress through their bond. It felt like a cry for help, desperate and loud. The feeling threatened to shut her airways and she wondered just how terrifying it must've been for Marisol at that moment even though she refused to admit it. With another sigh, she rose from her seat, going to the sink to rinse her used cup and setting it to dry. Had it really been nothing to worry about? Perhaps a teenage tantrum? Marisol had always been mature for her age, and a