CHAPTER 19: More Trouble Brewing
The door to Alpha Soren’s private chambers clicked shut sealing them off from the chaos in the hallway. Soren immediately turned with his hands on his sister’s shoulders and his eyes scanning her for the hundredth time.
“Talk to me, Selene. Are you alright? Really alright? That poison… if it had hit you…” He couldn’t even finish the sentence with a shudder running through his large frame.
Selene brushed his hands away, a little too forcefully.
“I’m fine, Soren. Stop fussing. It’s a scratch from my own claws, nothing more.” She walked further into the room with her arms wrapped tightly around herself though she’d never admit it was for comfort.
“How can I not fuss?” Soren insisted, following her. “An assassin in my own pack house? In your room? It’s un
