within a moment, I again began sobbing. He wrapped his arms around me into a gentle embrace, the warmth holding me down
in ways that had not occurred for a really long time.
That was it. That scaled the deal. I couldnât be controlled anymore by Calla.
Later that day, I prepared myself for the meeting. Everything in my head seemed jumbled into a concoction of all sorts of possible outcomes, but one thought remained clear: this would end tonight.
When finally I reached the old quarry, the sun had already dunked below the horizon, stretching long shadows across the jutting rocks and making the place seem even more forbidding.
My heart racing, finally I spotted Calla, who waited near the edge, casual in her posture but her eyes razor sharp.
She was not alone.
There were wolves on either side of her that I didnât know, all tall and wide shouldered with cold, calculating eyes. The very stance of them yelled one word inside my skull: danger.
Callaâs lips turned in a sly smile as her gaze fell on me. âLila,â she purred low, her voice all sugary falseness. âYou came. I knew you would.â
She ran to hug me as if she has been missing me for decades. or so but i was to deeply concerned to care about the hug as all what was on my mind was âwhy this amount of wolves â
1 froze, my breath hanging in my throat. âWho are they?â I tried to sound confident, but my voice shook.
Callaâs smile broadened. âWell baby girl, they are Insurance,â she said. Stating the bloody obvious.
âAnd back to the matter that brought us here, did you bring Rowan? Because so far Iâm not seeing any sign of him here?
I felt my gut twist as the magnitude of the trap sank in. Calla wasnât going after Rowan alone; this was going to be her final attack on the pack.
âTell me, Lila,â Calla snarled, her voice going cold. âWhere is he?â
I clenched my fists inside my jacket pockets, standing tall, and made myself meet her gaze. âHeâs not coming,â I said, much softer than I was feeling.
Callaâs eyes slit, and her wolves moved closer to me. The silence stretched, heavy with implicit threats.
âYouâve made a very bad decision,â Calla said, the timber of her voice low and menacing.