"Are you sure she won't find out?" In the shadows of the elder's hall came a low, gravelly voice.
My hand lingered over the door as I halted in mid-step. A slight swirl of dust in the air, a telltale glimmer of my existence, was lit by the moonlight that streamed through the tiny opening. I leaned forward, my heart thumping in my chest, straining to hear my breath.
A sharper, more irritated voice answered, "She's already asking too many questions." "It will not be long before Eli begins to piece things together."
Eli. My name.
I was frozen in place by a mixture of morbid fascination and terror that sent a chill down my spine. I was aware that listening in on the pack elders was risky, but the threat of getting caught was greatly overshadowed by the fear of what they were concealing.
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