“Mom!”I hurried down the stairs and reached for her.She walked straight through me.I turned, confused, and followed her into the hall.“The spare car key,” she muttered, checking the console drawer. “Your father’s left mine at the office again.”Dad’s car was running outside. She hadn’t come back for me.Still, she was here.“Please go upstairs,” I said. “I’m beside the door.”Mom glanced toward the landing.I tried to explain before she could be angry.“I didn’t mean for this to happen. I knocked over some water, but I can’t clean it up. I tried.”She climbed the stairs.I followed so closely that, for a moment, I could pretend she was leading me by the hand.Our bedrooms had been soundproofed when Dad became Alpha. Pack business brought visitors at all hours. The seals kept noise and scent from carrying between the private rooms.I had liked having a quiet room once.Mom stopped outside mine.“Nora. I’m not having this continue all day.”“I’m not sulking,” I said. “I can’t open it
Read more