Evaline:
Elion's words fell heavy between us.
For a moment, I couldn't even breathe properly, let alone react. The office felt too quiet.
Sacrifice their wolf.
My mind snagged on the words, replaying them again and again.
It took my brain a few precious seconds to recover from the shock. And the moment it did, questions came crashing in.
What did that even mean?
And was that what happened to me?
I opened my mouth, breath already drawing in for the question that burned the most-
"What do you mean by-"
"Miss Evaline."
Elion's voice cut in smoothly, stopping me mid-sentence.
Not sharply. Not unkindly. Just… decisively.
I stopped.
He met my gaze with that same calm, unreadable expression, his eyes steady. "That," he said, "would be your third question."
The words hit me harder than his previous revelation.
Third? Already?
I blinked, momentarily disoriented. "What?"
"You are already on your last question," he reminded me gently. "Your third."
