Ember
Sitting in the pack dining hall with all eyes on me, I do my best to keep my shoulders back and my head high like Selane told me to. I stir the chicken noodle soup Sadie has placed in front of me, finding the smell unappetizing.
Two days have passed since Zaid accidentally placed a partial mark on my neck, and since then, we’ve had to be very careful not to expose it and risk Harold finding out. Unfortunately, this meant we had to expand the secret to only a few wolves who could help us keep it hidden.
Zaid called in Selane, Sadie, Lord Amos, and his Beta, Chris, yesterday morning and explained what had happened in the greenhouse. Everyone except Lord Amos had been excited for us, asking why we hadn’t completed the marking and undermined Lord Harold’s plans to put his granddaughte
