EVELYN'S POV
My restlessness knew no bounds; I could see her gloating, I kept averting my gaze from marcels to that of Claire's; she really did seem intent on going through with the plan and confused, and none of it was making sense.
I swallowed hard. I needed to save my pack, but I also needed to find whoever it was that had been trading organs and killing wolves red-handed.
"You know what? I'm sorry, but I lied!" I blurted out, breaking through the silence. I felt her intense gaze burn into my skin while she squinted her orbs from confusion.
"I'm sorry, what is that to mean?" She asked again. I swallowed hard, knowing so well that you had derailed from the actual conversation that I ought to hold steady.
"I mean, I needed attention. I wanted you to believe me by all mean
