Strange Feelings for a Stranger

Diana’s POV

At night,

I felt exhausted after spending the whole day in the library, immersed in books about werewolves.

‘I’m hungry. Let’s go,’ Arya spoke as my stomach growled.

I nodded, glancing at the clock. It was eight o’clock, time for dinner, so I went to the dining hall.

Marcus and Clara were already there, but Raymond was missing. I frowned because he had always come before me, and I also needed to talk to him, especially after what I had read.

“How was your day? Did you find anything good for yourself in the library?” Alpha Marcus asked as I took a seat at the table.

“I’ve found some recuperating techniques. I’ve noted them, so tomorrow, I’ll practice and see the results.” I told him.

He nodded and asked.

“How’s Arya doing? Can she shift again?”

“She’s doing good for now. However, she needs more time.” I spoke, drinking the soup. Marcus asked nothing more, so I turned to Clara and asked.

“Clara, where is Ray? He didn’t come for dinner.”

“He---,” Clara was about to