“My Alpha is too kind,” she murmured. “I only hope I can be of service to the pack that has so generously taken me in".
My wolf snarled. She's manipulating him. Can't you see it?
But arguing further would only make me look petty and paranoid. I forced a smile.
“Of course. Welcome to Silverfang, Amara".
I turned to leave, my mind reeling with several thoughts. My wolf whined in distress; something was very wrong.
I couldn’t connect with Rowan’s wolf… it was as if our mate bond was slowly thinning out… it was only a matter of time before it snapped completely… whatever Amara was doing was working effectively.
Freya POV
In the days following Amara’s arrival, Rowan became busy with pack matters.
Amara was getting used to the pack and oftentimes, I would see her talking and laughing with the pack staff, exactly how she had done in my previous life. But one of the things I didn’t give her this time around was attention.
I was cordial and polite to her… despite all her attempts to draw a reaction from me.