Nia’s Pov
“Well,” Clara said after a brief pause, her voice calm and pleasant, “my father being an elder only means I got to see the Beta and Alpha quite often when I was younger. So, in a way, you can say we’re childhood friends.”
She said it lightly, like it was no big deal, but there was a faint glimmer of pride in her tone like she wanted me to know just how far back her ties ran. Her polished nails tapped gently on the edge of my desk as she smiled again, that same serene, confident look that somehow made me feel out of place in my own office.
Childhood friends.
The words echoed in my head longer than I wanted them to. Rowan had said something similar earlier, that they were just friends. But was that really it? The easy way she said we’re childhood friends felt heavier than it sh
