Senna
The big door creaked open. My stomach felt funny. This was my first real job, not just doctoring cuts, but big pack business.
I stood by Caius, trying to look like I belonged. Which was hard.
The Thornhaven Alpha was coming. Caius had told me to be there, as the pack healer, for some plant shortage talk. He said it was important. I just nodded.
Then they came in. Four of them. Their Beta, a big man named Theron, walked first. And then her. Alpha Aela. She was younger than I thought. Maybe mid-twenties, like me. She walked like she owned every bit of ground she stepped on, like she’d never had to ask for anything. Her hair was dark, pulled back from her face. Her eyes, they were bright, watching everything.
She shook Caius’s hand. Not a long shake, but firm. Like two people who
