Chapter 5

The soft knock on my office door came just after lunch, barely audible above the hum of the air conditioning. I looked up from the quarterly reports spread across my desk to see Lily hovering in the doorway, her usual composed demeanor replaced by something that looked like nervous energy.

"Come in," I said, setting down my pen. "Close the door behind you."

Lily's hands trembled slightly as she turned the lock. As an Omega, she'd learned to move through the pack house like a shadow, noticed by few and remembered by fewer. It was a skill that had served…