Chapter 17: Manipulation and Discovery
(Willow's POV)
I sat cross-legged on the plush carpet in the corner of the Thorne mansion's study, my tablet propped up on my knees. My fingers tapped swiftly on the screen as I controlled my character, obliterating yet another opponent in the online game. The thrill of winning warmed me from the inside out, but the clacking of Seraphina’s high heels quickly chilled me.
"Clara," Seraphina greeted in that honeyed, fake voice of hers. I didn’t look up. I knew better than anyone just how much poison could drip from that saccharine tone.
"Mm-hm," I replied without enthusiasm, keeping my gaze fixed on the game.
She stepped closer, the friction of her movements ruffling tension through the air. "You know, it's not good for a young wolf like you to
