Chapter 51
I couldn't stop shaking.
The conference room felt like it was spinning around me, and I gripped the edge of the table so hard my knuckles went white. Eliza's emotional scream for help was still echoing through my head like someone had cranked the volume to eleven and left it there.
*Help me.*
Those two words had hit me harder than a physical blow. Raw. Desperate. Terrifying.
“Clara?” Mason's voice cut through the noise in my head. “What happened?”
I looked up to find him crouched beside my chair, his Alpha instincts clearly screaming that something dangerous had just gone down. His eyes were scanning the room like he expected Silver Pack assassins to come jumping out of the walls.
“Eliza,” I managed to get out. “She… she's not what we thought.”
“Explain.”
Mason's comman
