“You’ve got some nerve asking!” Grandma snapped, spinning around and swinging her cane at him. The wood cracked against his arm, but he barely flinched.
“This is all your doing! What were you thinking? You knew Charlotte locked Olivia in a basement as a pup—knew it was her worst fear—and you still left her there for hours!”
Tears reddened Grandma’s eyes, her voice trembling with rage and grief.
Nearly twenty hours in that dark… she could only imagine the terror that had clawed at me. Alpha Sean froze, his face going blank.
He’d forgotten. That old trauma, the one that still made me wake up screaming some nights—he’d let it slip his mind entirely.
I remembered it clearly: when I first joined the Jovia pack, a skittish, half-starved thing, Grandma had made him promise to look out for me
