Lyla
The door burst open suddenly as Caius rushed in. Though his face remained carefully blank, I knew immediately that something was wrong. He approached Ramsey directly, bending to whisper in his ear.
I watched Ramsey's expression, searching for any reaction, but he maintained perfect control. He nodded once before Caius straightened and left the room as quickly as he'd arrived.
"What was that about?" I asked, concerned.
"It's fine," Ramsey replied, suddenly gathering the maps on the table and forgetting about the tears he had seen in my eyes.. "It's nothing to worry about. I'll take care of it."
"Ramsey—"
"You need rest," he said, cutting me off gently. "Let me take you back to the pack house."
"Don't do that with me, Ramsey," I said with a deep sigh. "I know Caius didn't come bearing good news. Just tell me what the problem is, I swear, I won't act on my own volition. I need to know."
