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Chapter 10
Wren hardly has a chance to finish her sentence when her phone chimes. She laughs pulling it out of her pocket and seeing Rebekah’s name displayed, so the phone wasn’t a random act of generosity? Wren wasn’t naive enough to think that it really was, not having one those four years and randomly receiving one on the day before they travelled to Wolfgrove. "Hello mother" In the car still travelling away from Wolfgrove, Rebekah looks at Marcus, her eyebrows furrowing heavily and her thin lips pulled into a thin line making her appear more hostile than normal. Somehow, Wren has the ability to bring out Rebekah's worst. "Why are you answering the phone?" Wren rubs between her eyebrows with two fingers, trying to keep her voice flat and keep the sarcasm hidden. "Isn’t that what you are meant
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