I walked through the pack house halls, my mind racing as I thought about what I’d say to Silvia. Her reaction wasn’t unexpected, but it was intense, even for her. The urgency of Ivy’s situation had struck a nerve with all of us, but Silvia’s frustration was a firestorm waiting to ignite. I wasn’t exactly in the mood to handle another argument, but it seemed I didn’t have a choice.
I found Silvia sitting on a bench near the garden, her face a mask of stormy emotions. She wasn’t even looking at the flowers that bloomed around her, her usual source of calm. Instead, she stared straight ahead, her jaw clenched.
“Mind if I sit?” I asked carefully, not wanting to provoke her further.
Silvia glanced at me and sighed, shifting over slightly in invitation. I took the seat beside her, letting a m
