Chapter 109: The Tribute

Eve

Jules turned back around slowly, her uniform hanging loosely from her shoulders. Her expression was unreadable, but her eyes were heavy with something that made my heart ache—pain, fierceness, and a lingering vulnerability that she had likely fought to bury for years.

"Much like in Silverpine Pack, Obsidian Pack is divided into quarters, ruled by governors and ambassadors. Those are the more urban regions. But within the quarters are rural sectors, and that is where I am from." Her voice was monotone, as if she was dissociating. My hand twitched where it lay, but I knew I could not interrupt her.

"I understand," I murmured.

"I am from Ravenridge Sector, and my father was the Alpha and still is." Her voice cracked at the word father, and a lump formed in my throat.