For the past four days, Lylah had acted invisible in the barracks.
She simply did her work and headed back to her room. So far, he hadn't called her. Was he still angry?
Of course he was. She had acted rashly that night, almost getting herself killed. He was bound to be angry. Perhaps he wouldn't train her any longer and probably would never talk to her again.
First, she didn't receive her wolf, and now Beta Lucas was upset with her. Not just that, she had fought with Brigid.
A knock sounded on her door.
“Lord Lucas summons you to the yard.”
Lylah spotted Lucas sitting in the yard, arms folded. His crimson eyes averted from the dark sky and settled on her before going back to the sky again.
“Good evening, my Lord,” Lylah greeted as she approached.
“Sit,” he ordered.
Lylah obeyed,
