Forest:
The door slammed harder than I meant it to.
Not that it mattered.
Stella was already pacing near the fireplace, her arms crossed tight over her chest, her eyes burning with something between frustration and fury. She didn’t flinch when I came in, didn’t even look at me.
That was worse than the yelling.
I rubbed a hand over my face. “I came straight back from patrols. We tracked the rogues past the north ridge. They’re moving smarter now—”
“Don’t,” she said sharply, her voice clipped. “Don’t come in here like everything’s fine.”
My spine straightened. “I didn’t say everything’s fine.”
She turned on me then, her eyes wet but fierce. “Then maybe act like it, Forest. She’s a risk
I exhaled slowly, jaw tightening. "Mira went behind everyone’s back. Spied on Hattie. Do you know
