Freya
I scanned the room briefly, making sure no one was in sight. Then I stood and walked over to Adrian’s side of the dining table.
From the distance where I’d been sitting, I hadn’t noticed that the envelope had a silver-colored symbol. A wolf’s paw rooted on a skull. The representation of clawbridge pack.
I reached to pick it up, but the moment my finger touched the thick paper, I heard a door click shut.
I slightly flinched at the sound, but I kept my composure, diverting my hands to a pretentious attempt to pack the plates.
“That’s a job for the maids,” Beta Cole said, stopping a few feet behind me.
I whipped around, forcing a smile. “I know. I was just….you know… helping out,” I managed to say.
Cole shook his head, stepping closer. “There’s another thing you can help ou
