STONEVALE PACK
Lina didn’t wait to be invited in.
She pushed the door open and stepped into Janet’s chambers like she belonged there, her posture straight, her expression already set.
Janet was exactly where she always was.
Seated in her library.
A small flame burned low on the table beside her, its light flickering across the room, but it did nothing to disturb the stillness that seemed to settle naturally around her.
She noticed Lina's presence but didn’t look up immediately… didn’t acknowledge Lina’s entrance.
She simply turned a page in the book resting on her lap.
Lina’s jaw tightened slightly.
“My father sent me,” she said.
No response.
Not even a glance.
Lina took a step forward, her voice sharpening just enough.
“He requires your presence.”
That got Janet's attention.
