Callum slowed as he came up beside me, an awkward pause stretching out between us. The faint echo of Zane’s boots clicking against the polished marble was the only sound in the library.
We both shifted our weight at the same time, and somehow that made the silence worse.
“So,” he said finally, his tone quiet but firm. “You’re been digging into wolfless records.”
I didn’t look at him. “And?”
“And why?”
“It’s none of your business,” I said, eyes still on Zane’s back as he drifted down the aisle like an annoying, blonde ghost.
“That why you showed up to Mia’s wolfless classes?” Callum pressed, his voice low enough that it almost felt like he didn’t want anyone else to hear. “I didn’t think you cared about transforming. You always seemed so… pro-wolfless. Proud of it, even.”
“I am, as t
