The door creaks open almost immediately and Marisol is not surprised to see Caleb walk in. His eyes ever so suspicious as he takes in the sight Marisol sits admists.
"What are you doing, Marisol? Why the sudden interest in the pack's layout?"
"Morning to you too, Caleb, Alpha of Redwood." She answers, looking up from her book.
Caleb sighs tiredly, running a hand through his hair. "What are you up to this time around, Marisol? You accosted my mate in the kitchen with weird questions too. What is all this about?"
With an air of nonchalance, Marisol chuckles and counters with a question of her own. "I remember asking you that exact same question, Caleb. What is all this about? Why did you bring me here? What's the real reason behind all of this? What do you hope to achieve by keeping me here?"
Ignoring her queries, Caleb huffs "Whatever it is you think you're doing. Stop it. It's not worth it. You'll only get yourself in more trouble."