She kept the conversation with Vlad quick, part of her expecting Damien to walk in at any moment. She didn’t want to admit that she was hoping for it and felt disappointed when he didn’t. She played the piano for a little bit, trying to calm back down, but it didn’t help. To her surprise Vlad wasn’t angry that she didn’t have much to report.
“Of course, they don’t trust you completely. Keep your head on.”
Even the piano couldn’t keep her attention for long and she found herself heading for the coffee shop. It was still early in the morning, and there were a few pack-members hanging around outside. She recognized a couple of them and forced a smile when they waved at her but didn’t know them well enough to talk with them.
As she waited for her coffee she looked around, still kin
