MAEVE’S POV
The dining hall doors swung shut behind me with a thud that echoed my frustration. Lyra’s laughter still rang in my ears, her shameless flirting a brief, ridiculous distraction from the real fire burning in my chest. My elder omega. That was all that mattered and I left her the moment she told me to go and train with her.
I didn’t head back toward the staircase. I went straight for the west wing that led to Bane's office. The one place in this sprawling pack house where decisions were made and people like me were kept waiting. If he thought he could dangle “after the meeting” like a carrot and expect me to sit pretty, he was about to learn exactly how stubborn I could be.
The hallway narrowed as I approached the heavy double doors. Two guards stood outside, arms crossed, exp
