Freya
I hid at a corner of the stairway as I heard footsteps approaching me. I steadied my breath and counted slowly. The three minutes Courtney had given were over and all I wanted to do was leave the house without getting caught.
“Let’s inform Orson; he would know what to do.” My wolf said.
I shook my head, feeling upset. “If I informed Orson, I would be breaking the deal I had with the informant.”
“The informant might be leading you to a trap. Haven’t you thought about that?”
“I can take care of myself. I’m a white wolf.”
“Still, Orson would be upset if he discovered what you’re about to do.”
“The information would help the pack and if I don’t go, we will lose it.”
“This is dangerous. I’m scared, Freya.”
“I will take care of us. Don’t be. If I inform Orson,
