***Ophelia*** Will's purple eyes narrow a little as he looks at me through the open door to the flat he's staying in. I wait, wondering what he's about to say, knowing he's just checked my aura. But instead, he steps aside, and I go over the threshold, my eyes immediately falling on multiple stacks of books littered all over the living space. "You've been busy," I remark. He shrugs and begins clearing some things away, making space for the floor cushions. "I don't get much peace back home. I am very fortunate, though. Being headmaster of Howardian, I have several very capable betas to handle things at the pack while I'm there, so this isn't unusual for them." "Do you not feel uneasy, leaving the pack for long?" I ask. He shakes his head. "Dalston is very protected. We had mild links

