Chapter 16

Marisol’s tour felt more like a guarded march than an exploration. There were so many eyes on her that she couldn’t even relax enough to really take anything in. The pack members who trailed behind her at a safe distance maintained a stifling silence, their eyes avoiding hers as they moved through the confined spaces of the pack house.

“Um… So, can you tell me more about Redwood’s history?” Marisol finally spoke, attempting to break the awkward silence surrounding them, and at her words, there came an unmissable shift in the already tense air.

The pack members exchange hesitant glances, their lips remaining sealed. It was not very hard to understand that the question wasn’t a very welcome one, but Marisol kept an open mind, still waiting for an answer.

“History?” one of them finally says, the voice barely audible albeit the otherwise pin-drop silence maintained in the room. Marisol nodded at that, expectant.

“Yes. I mean, there have to be stories for your gue