Andy sat in the eating hall with her mother, she'd heard from almost everyone how Simile had followed Emily out last night. They all said the same thing, they were happy that someone had started taking care of Emily. Like she hadn't taken over where Simile had left off like she'd done nothing. She knew she was not Simile, knew that she hadn't done things the same way Simile had, but Emily had always been safe. And she wasn't her mate. Andy growled on the inside, that was the problem, wasn't it? Andy was angry that Emily wasn't her mate. But she'd always done her job. There was no question about that!
She started when Simile sat down across from her. She lifted her cup, took the last swallow of coffee, and made to stand. A hand on her arm had her growling out loud. Simile pulled her hand
