My mind was racing, and all I could think about was Alpha Jeremiah's threat. He wasn’t bluffing; I knew he meant every word. I couldn't risk him telling my parents about my wolf and our connection. They had to hear it from me, but the thought of confessing made my stomach churn.
I paced back and forth in my room, my thoughts spiraling out of control. How would they react? Would they be disappointed or angry? Would they even believe me? Just as I was about to lose myself in another round of anxiety, a knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts. It was Aunt Amara.
She walked in, her eyes immediately narrowing with concern. “Astrid, is everything okay?”
I forced a smile, trying to hide my nerves. “Yes, Aunt Amara, everything’s fine. Just a bit nervous about having a sibling, I guess.”
