I walked back to my room to find Lydia cleaning up, as usual. Upon seeing me, she paused and said, “I brought some juice for you; it’s on your table.” Then she returned to her work.
That was the least of my concerns at the moment. I didn’t bother to glance at the glass on the table. What was more important was figuring out who was behind the mysterious parcel. I strode to my window, stopping at the edge with my hands resting on the frame.
I noticed Henry engaged in conversation with the guards outside, probably asking questions about the parcel.
“Alpha, is everything okay?” Lydia asked from behind me.
It had only been a day since the ceremony, and now this incident was unfolding, not just for my pack, but for others as well.
I tilted my head, still not looking at her, but I knew her
