At the mention of Ellie, my body went rigid.
"Olivia, don't start acting crazy again," Alpha Sean warned.
I knew exactly what he meant. He was telling me not to bring up Ellie's death, not when he'd just casually dropped her name into the conversation.
My eyes darkened with a mix of anger and pain.
As if I would ever mention it in front of him.
But my real worry wasn't about him; it was about Grandma.
Eleanor had adored Ellie before she'd fallen into a coma.
Now that she was awake, I couldn't help but wonder—could she handle the truth about what had happened to Ellie?
I couldn't risk shattering her heart, not when she'd just recovered.
I opened my mouth, trying to come up with something to say, when a familiar, weathered voice echoed from the staircase.
"What're you two talking
