~ Sylvia ~
My fist hovered inches from the office door.
Father had asked me to meet him after dinner, so I’d come straight here, expecting another conversation about settling back into the Timberwolf Pack.
Instead, Elias’s voice reached me through the thick oak.
“…I don’t have time to babysit someone who can barely handle coming out of her room every day.”
I stopped breathing.
The words were slightly muffled, but there was no mistaking who they were about.
Me.
I stood perfectly still as more of his voice drifted through the doors.
“…too inexperienced…”
“…doesn’t belong in my department…”
“…find somewhere else for her…”
Each sentence landed a little harder than the last.
My raised hand slowly fell to my side.
A chill crept beneath my skin, starting at my fingertips before spre
