Sonya
For a heartbeat, I forgot how to breathe.
“I would like to visit your pack in the North.”
Alan’s voice was calm, almost casual. But to me, it was a death sentence wrapped in a polite request.
Still, I didn’t let the panic show.
Not yet.
I forced a smile…tight, and controlled.
My heart was slamming against my ribcage like it was trying to warn me that the lies were closing in too quickly, but I swallowed the fear and nodded.
“Sure,” I said, the word scraping against my throat like sandpaper. “Of course.”
Alan’s eyes didn’t leave mine. He was watching me carefully, far too carefully.
Every movement I made, every twitch in my face, every breath.
I suddenly felt like a specimen under a magnifying glass, being dissected piece by piece.
I had to think.
Fast.
He was seriou
