Daisy’s POV
Harold's retreating figure left a hollow silence in the room of the pack house and I listened to his footsteps get farther outside the door. A brief moment of silence was allowed before an interruption came at the door. The handle turned and I gripped the arm of the chair I was sitting on tightly in suspense. When Elara came in through the door, I released it and breathed a sigh of relief. “Oh, it’s just you.”
She raised an eyebrow at my remark as she strode to the bed and sat down at the edge of it facing toward me. She’d been lurking around, waiting for Harold to leave so she could come in and continue her talk.
She perched on the bed opposite me, leaning forward and sporting a suspicious smirk on her face. I was confused for a while and kept looking everywhere else but h
