EVE
“What are you trying to do?!”
Her hands trembled, but her face didn’t betray it. She was too trained. Too careful.
“It’s sugar, my lady,” she said softly, eyes lowering as if in respect. That was a lie. It was too smooth and flawless. My wolf growled low inside me.
'She lies.'
The voice curled sharply in my head, clear as the day. My wolf whispered again, sharper this time.
“She liked to have some in her tea,” the woman added, and though her voice was steady, I could hear the flutter of her pulse quickening. Her lies were lined with silk, but beneath it, the truth reeked.
For the first time in my life, I felt anger. Real anger. It crawled beneath my skin like fire trying to break free.
I stretched out my palm, my voice still soft but firmer than I’d ever heard it. “Give it to
