Chapter Two- Mint Tea
Evandra waited just outside the pack house doors, arms folded, leaning casually against the railing as though she weren’t brimming with nerves. The late sun cast gold streaks across the wood, shadows stretching long across the courtyard. She had been patient—sitting quietly while Alpha Lefu concluded his business with his advisors—but every moment stretched taut, her thoughts wound too tightly to bear any longer.
When the heavy door finally opened and Lefu stepped out, his shoulders still squared from command, Evandra straightened and smiled softly. “I thought you might need this.”
She extended a small wooden cup toward him, steam curling faintly into the cooling air. The sharp, fresh scent reached him before his fingers touched the cup.
“Mint?” he asked, his deep
