Oakley invited me in and cleared off the bed so I could sit down.
She was in one of the smaller rooms on the ground floor of the packhouse. I couldn't help but notice the increased number of warriors roaming the halls tonight—a silent warning that even now, they doubted her reasons for being here. Their suspicion echoed my own, because her sudden appearance revived memories of being betrayed before, and I needed to understand what she truly wanted from us. Betrayal by family was a sting I knew too well, and people didn’t invite uncertainty into the heart of the pack unless they had to. Tonight, uncertainty was written on every face I saw.
“I know that this must have come as a shock to you. I didn’t even know that you existed until recently. I saw the trial on TV.” She said.
“Yeah. Well,
