Delaney

"That you have no wolf, tell them before it's too late." I couldn't shake off Maribel's words, no matter how hard I tried to focus on her sweet pancakes. Every bite, every swallow reminded me that she knew my secret. The fork felt heavy, and the knife trembled in my shaking hand.

"Is something wrong, Delaney?" Elias asked, making me snap my eyes to him. His gaze was directed at my plate and hands.

"Um, no," I lied, forcing myself to bend over for a piece of pancake. Maribel watched silently, enjoying her breakfast as if she hadn't just dropped a bombshell on me.

"But you have barely eaten;...