Evelyn PoV

I ought to have guessed that Odessa always had a hidden agenda.

When she first took me in with her pack, she wore a smile very much like one of triumph, but I chose to believe that it stemmed from the weight of my own power that I bore. I told myself I could keep her at bay. I could stay sharp, keep control somehow, and leave at the right time.

I was mistaken.

The summons came at the dawn of another day. A simple message written with agonising care trailed under my door. A “Come to my chambers. Immediately.“

For some reason, a heavier thump was felt...