024

Malia

In the kitchen, I find Vesper shovelling food in her mouth. Her dark eyes were tearful and her face blotchy from holding back the tears.

“Aren’t you supposed to be in your room!” She snaps at me

“I was…. I’m hungry and um…. Alpha Rafe said that if I ever was, I could… help myself.” I stutter. Vesper had never been short tempered with me. “Are you okay?” I ask quietly.

“Wyatt has been ban