Before I could respond, Sansa continued, “Would you like to stay at my house? I’ll cook for you myself, and I promise you’ll gain a little weight.”
My heart skipped a beat. Mila was right. Sansa was subtly trying to set me up with Evan.
“Sansa, I appreciate your kindness, but the Frostfang Pack has just been established, and I can’t afford to leave for too long.”
Sansa’s face flickered with disappointment, but she quickly masked it with a smile. “True, you’re the leader now, with a lot of responsibility. But just remember, my door is always open to you.”
I nodded gratefully. “Thank you, Sansa.”
Just then, the living room door was suddenly flung open with a loud bang. Evan rushed in like a gust of wind, his face a mixture of anxiety and tension.
“Nola!” His voice trembled slightly. “Y
