***Crystal’s POV***
The weight of the meeting clung to her long after she left Dustin’s office. Her hands still trembled faintly, though she kept them folded in front of her as she walked the silent corridors. Wolves passed by and dipped their heads, but their gazes lingered too long, curiosity and unease mingling in their eyes.
When she reached her room, Crystal shut the door and leaned against it, pressing her palms flat to the wood. Her chest felt tight, as if all the air had been wrung from it.
“Bree,” she whispered, closing her eyes.
Her wolf stirred instantly, a surge of warmth flowing through her veins, strong and ancient. "I’m here,"Bree answered, her voice low and resonant, echoing in Crystal’s bones.
“Did you hear them? What Bane and Lizzy said about Katherine?”
"I heard."
