The next morning, a knock sounded against the door. Rey stiffened, her first instinct was to ignore it, but when it swung open, it revealed the same she-wolf from the day before.
"The Alpha requests your presence in the dining hall for breakfast," the woman said evenly, stepping inside to place neatly folded clothes on the chair by the window. "These are for you and the boy."
Rey's tongue was ready with venom, ready to tell her to pass along a message to the Alpha that he could go shove it, but she bit it back at the last moment.
She wasn't acting on her own anymore. Beau was with her now, and if she wanted her escape plan to work, she had to play along, like the obedient little human. So instead she nodded stiffly, the words burning unsaid on her tongue.
Once they had changed into th
