Chapter Five
“What do you say to a person you haven’t seen in years, especially one you thought was dead? How do you convey the sorrow you feel for not checking on them, or just not knowing? How do you make it up to them, if it’s even possible?” ~Kara
Kara fidgeted nervously with her phone as the pack crowded into Fane’s office. She was trying and failing to keep her nausea at bay. She knew what was going to be asked of her. Even with Nick hovering so protectively close by, she couldn’t help feeling exposed and vulnerable.
“You did nothing wrong, babe. Yeah?” Nick said in her mind.
“No, not yeah.” Kara immediately felt bad for how snotty she sounded. “Sorry, I’m just nervous.”
“I’ll be right here with you. You’re not alone, Kara.”
Fane settled behind his desk, Jacque perched on the e
