Chapter 56
I couldn't sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard June's whispered voice echoing in my head: *“We have a problem. I think she knows.”*
By five AM, I gave up on sleep entirely. I threw on yesterday's clothes and padded down to the pack house common area, my bare feet silent on the cold hardwood floors. The place felt like a ghost town—everyone was probably still recovering from last night's celebration.
Everyone except the traitors, apparently.
I paced between the couches, rehearsing what I'd say to June. *Hey, so I heard you making secret phone calls about me. Care to explain?* No, too direct. *A funny thing happened last night—* No, too casual.
*Just tell me the truth before I lose my mind.*
Yeah. That one felt right.
The kitchen was my best bet. June always showed
