Chapter 118 An Unwanted Conversation

• Lucia’s pov
• "Who would take her?" I snapped, frustration bubbling to the surface. "The villagers? They hated her. The other packs? They wouldn’t risk it. You’re grasping at shadows, Jason."
• He studied me for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Then he leaned back, his lips curling into a smirk. "Maybe I am," he said, his tone mocking. "But it’s funny, isn’t it? How uneasy you get when I bring this up."