FAYE
I was still replaying my conversation with Kyle when I stepped back toward the pack house, the cool evening air brushing over my skin.
My thoughts were a tangled mess of suspicion and irritation...at Alexander for shutting me out, at the fact that I’d been kept ignorant while warriors were clearly preparing for something, and, if I was honest, at myself for even caring so much.
I was halfway into the first hallway when I heard light, quick footsteps behind me.
“Luna Faye!”
I turned to see Maya, jogging toward me with a slightly breathless smile.
“Evening, Maya,” I greeted, trying to soften my tone. She was sweet, and I didn’t want my bad mood spilling onto her.
She clasped her hands together. “I was asked to come find you and ask what you’d like for dinner tonight.”
I blinked
