Austin's POV
"You've been unusually quiet today," I observe, studying Lara's distant expression.
She's been lost in thought since our morning call, drifting through classes like she's somewhere else entirely. I had to elbow her twice during pack dynamics just to keep her engaged. Now that the day's lessons are over, she's retreated back into whatever's troubling her mind. The urge to mark her neck grows stronger each day, not just for the intimacy, but so I could understand what's spinning through her thoughts.
Lara glances up, offering a weak smile. "Dora is absolutely the most terrifying pup I've ever encountered."
