ARIA'S POV.
I fell into step beside Hannah as we walked through the corridors of the pack house. The chatter of distant voices floated from rooms we passed. I had questions, plenty of them, and I wasn’t about to shy away from asking.
“Hannah…” I began, glancing at her. “Can I ask you something?”
She glanced at me and nodded. “Of course, Aria. What is it?”
I didn’t hesitate, or even bother to sugarcoat the question. I asked it as it was. “Is this how Patricia normally behaves toward people? Or… does she just dislike me in particular?”
Hannah let out a small, knowing sigh. “It’s not you. Miss Patricia doesn’t really like anyone, Aria. Very few people ever earn her favor. Even her own children… well, aside from her mate, they have to tolerate her. And the Alpha—he only tolerates her for
