Chapter 17: Listen to the Birds

“Ring the doorbell again?” Nickolai asks, his finger already reaching out to push the tiny button. One of the double doors swings open and a nice-looking woman answers the door. Her skin is so pale that I wonder if she has ever seen the sun, but her eyes, her hazel eyes, look so familiar. The moment she sees us, her eyes go wide, and she nervously wipes her hands on her apron.

“Alpha.” She says, turning to Nickolai. “I wasn’t aware that we were expecting you.”

I quirk a brow. Side eyeing Nickolai, who stands there staring at her, more like gaping at her.

“We were told the meeting for the peace treaty was moved to right now,” I say, speaking for Nickolai, who clears his throat and straightens his back.

“Uh… I see. Give me one moment to verify and see where I should take you.” And then the door shuts in our face and we turn to look at each other. After a few moments in silence, the door swings back open and a red-faced Spencer stands before us.

“I am so sorry about Elara’s rudenes