Tessa
His stares are suddenly cold and my heart races further. He swipes to the next piece of the torn letter as he interchanges his glances on the letter and I. He stops, focusing his gaze on me alone.
He opens his mouth to speak but doesn't. He glances back at the piece, then swipes to the next piece.
His phone buzzes, ruining the silence of the moment.
He dips his hand into his pocket and pulls out his phone. He then takes the call.
“Relaxa, frater. In via sum c*m lupo albo. Mox tua erit.” he says to the caller.
My father never gave me the opportunity to attend school, I was never fluent in Latin like my sister was. But everyone knows what lupo albo stands for. The white wolf.
My heart skips a beat at the realization that I'm the subject of his conversation.
He looks at me, th
