Abel
Later that evening, after everyone else had gone home, I found Millicent still at her desk. She was staring at the pack meeting agenda with troubled eyes, lost in thought.
"You're still here," I said, moving to stand beside her. "Big surprise."
She startled slightly, then gave me a weak smile. "Yeah, well, someone's got to make sure you don't accidentally declare war on anyone tomorrow."
"That was one time, and he deserved it." I studied her face, noting the tension around her eyes. "Hey. What's really going on? You've been wound tighter than a spring all day."
"It's just... it's a big deal, right? First major pack event. I don't want to mess anything up."
Bullshit. I'd seen her handle hostile board members and million-dollar deals without breaking a sweat. A pack meeting should
