Chapter 68 Good Days, Bad Days

• Sabrina's POV
• It was almost nighttime. I was seated in the sitting room of the pack, trying to figure out why everything seemed so odd. Just then, I felt the presence of someone, and I had to look around to see who it was that was standing there. My gaze fell on James as he stood there with his hands held behind him.
• "How are you doing?" He asked in a low tone, almost as if he were trying to whisper his question to me. I nodded at first, and then he brought his hands to tilt my head. I had no idea what he was trying to examine, but it didn't last for long as I inhaled deeply to give him a reply to his earlier question.