“You cannot be sure,” Jareth answered nervously. “She has been acting strange since the pup died. She’s quiet and distant. What if she is planning something?”
“You are just overthinking, Jareth,” Luvena replied with a scoff. “Maybe she only dropped off the plans and left, or maybe she heard nothing at all. Why so panicked?”
“And what if she did hear?” Jareth’s voice rose with stress. “What if she demands a separation? Do you understand what happens then? The alliance with the northern packs depends on my stable mate bond. My grandfather will disown me if a scandal breaks now. I will lose everything.”
“So your wealth matters more than us?”
“I care about our future,” he snapped. “And our future requires power and money.”
I took a slow breath and forced a confused smile onto my face before walking into the room.
“Hey, why so noisy here? What’s happening?” I asked lightly.
Both of them jumped.
Jareth turned around quickly. His face looked pale and sweat covered his forehead. While Luvena looked furious, her arms folded tightly across her chest.