The upper level of Moon Guardian Private Security was similar to the lower; only there was no reception area. There were only doors leading to what I guessed were other offices or departments. I stood with Violet outside a door that she said was Cole’s private office.
I swallowed hard when she knocked.
“Here’s to hoping we both survive crashing their important private meeting.”
My wide eyes flew to her. “What?”
She smirked. “I’m kidding. Cole hates when pack meetings are interrupted.”
“You mean there’s more than one werewolf who hates my guts in there?” I whispered.
“Don’t be so dramatic, Sydney. They don’t hate you. They can’t. None of us even know you.”
I stifled a groan. My last interaction with the pack said a lot. They hated me. Violet was just an optimist. I liked that about her. If her entire family despised me, I hoped we could be friends. I needed someone in my corner right now.