Francesca had expected her brother to argue with her, and the fact he remained silent was concerning to her. In the past, he would have yelled at her and called her a b***h, but now he was just acting as if she wasn’t there and making it impossible for her to try and read his thoughts.
“She wasn’t trying to hurt you; neither of us was. It was just better for everyone if we didn’t have to deal with that, and…”
She trailed off. He wasn’t listening to her - if he was, he wasn’t going to acknowledge that she was even talking.
And she did still think that suppressing Elizabeth’s wolfish traits was the best thing to do.
She hadn’t been completely honest about the method she had found - she told Elizabeth it would mean she didn’t have to deal with being on heat anymore because that is what sh
