ARIA
My heart dropped.
Slowly, I lifted my eyes, the wooden door creaking behind me. Daphne stood there as her eyes darted between me and the half-conscious werewolf slumped against the wall.
“What are you doing?”
“I...” My voice cracked. “I’m taking him to the Remnants. They… they said we should—”
Daphne’s brows shot up, and that knowing smile I hated curved her lips. “You’re a bad liar.” She crossed her arms, stepping closer. “The Remnants called this morning. They said they’re coming here themselves. So what are you really doing?”
I felt stomach twist. I looked down, trying to think of something, anything.
“I....” I swallowed. “Just pretend you didn’t see this, Daphne. Please.”
“Pretend?” Her tone sharpened. “You’re letting it go, aren’t you?”
“Daphne—”
“If you want to release
