After Ryan and Hannah leave, I snoop through the residence and find a study. As one would expect, the king’s bookshelves are filled with volumes on pack law, including the intimidating twenty-volume pack charter.
Research is way less fun when you’re not doing it with two equally motivated individuals. And when your entire future hangs by a thread. But what it lacks in fun, it makes up for in not getting any results. It’s dark out by the time I give up.
I glance out the window of the study and spot the moon. We’re two days from Lupercalia. Two days from knowing what my life is going to be like.
By ten o’clock, Nathan still hasn’t returned to the residence.
“Amanda?” I ask through the intercom in my sitting room. “Has the King left word of when he’ll be back?”
There’s a click and Amanda
