Rhea's POV
It has been a few weeks after the dreadful night, though it is hard but I have decided to focus on the pack affairs and pull my mind from anything that has to do with Kian and his mistresses.
I can not keep hoping for a man whose is neck bent in seeing me in pain and agony to change. I stood beside my office window looking down at the pack members walking around and going to their respective places.
Knock. Knock
"Come in," I promptly announced after the third knock. The door was pushed open and Lila walked in with files in her hands.
"Here," I heard the files roughly placed on top of my desk. Shutting my eyes, I inhaled sharply.
"Have you suddenly gone mute that you no longer greet your Luna?"
I felt a sudden silence at the other end, turning around and my gaze fell on her. My eyes were frosty, hard, and filled with coldness but still, I maintained a nonchalant expression.
"I asked a question that demands an answer,"