Mona wiggled her hands as she stepped into the study; she tried to steady her breath to prevent Dylan from noticing her fear. The moment Mark had seen her back to the packhouse, she had decided to meet with the Alpha and explain things to him. It seemed like the appropriate time to let her go.

　　As she walked further in, the room felt suffocating, "you don't have to look so scared." Her wolf whispered to her.

　　"I have got work to do. It would be nice if you get on ...