The air was tense that Damien feel his wolf's fur bristle nervously and his tail curled inwardly. Damien himself felt nervous as he glanced back to Lord Grant. He was unsure if he should intervene or back off. He leaned more toward intervening with Ana's back turned to the Lord. It was natural to defend one of the pack but for one who is clearly older and experienced, it was also better to back off. With caution he looked back to Ana. 

Alex looked between Duke Vale and Zoey confused as to what the Duke was saying. "I'm sorry? What's going on?" 

The nurse looked to the girl once she jotted down what she needed. "Need anything from me sweetheart?" She asks with a smile.