Poppy sat there holding her coffee, flashing a smug smile at her.
Eleanor calmly set her dessert down on the table.
"Hold up," Phoebe drawled lazily. "This one's on me."
She picked up another cup of coffee and handed it over to Eleanor.
"Thanks, but I'll pass," Eleanor replied politely, raising her hand to block it. She wasn't sure what was in that cup, but with Phoebe's history, no way it was safe.
"So what? You think you're too good for us now?" Phoebe snapped, her tone laced with sarcasm. She shook the cup a little. "We actually showed up for you, Eleanor. Came all this way out just to 'support' your little job."
Eleanor didn't even waste breath responding. Her face went cold as she turned to walk away.
Poppy let out a low chuckle and signaled to a few nearby wolv
