After dropping Amara back off and getting back to the pack house, I could feel the weight of the day's events still lingering in the air. The uncertainty of what lies ahead, and the responsibility I carried on my shoulders were all weighing heavily on my mind.
I knew I needed to link Amara and give her a brief explanation of what had transpired, but I couldn't risk calling her. The last thing we needed was for someone else to intercept the conversation and further complicate the already delicate situation. So, with a heavy heart, I linked Amara and carefully chose my words, hoping to convey just enough but not too much.
To my dismay, Amara wasn't easily convinced. She saw through my carefully crafted explanation and sensed that there was more to the story than what I was telling her. I c
