ELLA'S POV.
Worry and another unfamiliar emotion crashed through me in waves. I'd never seen Liya acting so skeptical before she said her mind.
My wolf perked its head up, ready for anything she might throw at us. “Did you get yourself in trouble with the other kids?”
Her brows tightened into a stiff V. “I guess I'm such a troublemaker…” She pushed the button on the elevator and stepped in. Then, she continued, “I guess I'm such a troublemaker for you to—”
I cut her off with a wave of my hand. “No. No. C'mon, I didn't mean it that way.” I hoped my voice sounded convincing.
She examined me with a side eye, a small huff escaping the corner of her lips. Silence descended the air in the elevator. It was like neither of us wanted to break it first. Maybe, for the fear of saying the wrong
