Lisa's POV
I was still smiling like a fool when I stepped back into my room.
Soup. I actually offered him soup.
The door clicked shut behind me, muffling the faint laughter still bouncing around my mind. Kael’s ridiculous dramatics had this strange way of making me feel... not so broken. Not so heavy. He was annoying and ridiculous, sure, but also oddly comforting in a way I wasn’t used to.
I leaned back against the door, closing my eyes for a second, letting myself breathe in the calm.
That’s when the knock came.
Short. Sharp. Followed by silence.
My heart skipped.
Please don’t be—
“Lisa,” came the voice from the other side. Calla’s. But it was the way she said my name that made my stomach flip. Too quiet. Too apologetic.
I opened the door slowly.
“Alpha Enzo wants to see you,”
