Hannah
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
Viona leaned against the door of my study, hands in her pockets as she stared at the letter in my hands.
I nodded, carefully folding the letter that Noah had sent requesting to visit. Not so much a request as it was a demand.
“I don’t have much of a choice,” I said, tossing the letter aside. “If I refuse an Alpha’s formal request, it could have political ramifications.” I cringed just looking at that formal letterhead.
Viona sighed heavily, crossing the room to sink into the armchair across from me. The leather creaked under her weight. “I still don’t feel good about this. After everything he’s done... Are you sure you’re ready to face him? Especially now that Melody is here?”
I shrugged, glancing down at my daughter, who w
