Vilka sighed deeply before she settled into the plush chair next to Zephyr. She knew he was her Alpha, a title that demanded obedience. But he was also her son and that was the connection she would cling to now.
Her eyes met his, that familiar, unnerving steel gaze that saw too much. She refused to look away, her chin held high.
"You are right," she began, her voice steadier than she felt. "I was very much affected by her presence because there is something about her that I know. But I won't tell you what it is."
A flash of genuine surprise, crossed Zephyr's eyes. She was truly hiding something, and he could only imagine how big a secret it must be if she was willing to defy him so confidently.
