Reginald:
She hasn't come out of the council hall. Rip is obsessing over all of this worse than any of the alphas that are actually on the council. It's like she knows something we don't. Right now, she's drawing in a sketchbook Audrey had handed it to her a few hours ago to get her to stop going through the books she's been reading. Troubled is the only way to describe the expression on her face. I began to put the books we had taken out away. Holland and Audrey are settling in back at the packhouse. I know she likes it here. Maybe, I can make her something like this so she can stay closer to me when I'm busy.
"Are you okay?" I asked sitting next to her fighting the urge to peek at what she's working on. She abruptly closed the sketchbook and sat up.
"Worried," she shrugge
