Maya's POVLater that day, I reluctantly went downstairs to grab a snack before returning to my room to sulk. I hoped I would not cross paths with Chase, I did not want to see that look on his face that made me feel like a stranger to him.“Hi!”A flurry of red curls flew into my vision after the voice, blocking my exit from the kitchen.“Hi?” I replied, peering down at the girl’s pale face. I realized with surprise that she was the one who had smiled at me when I was first introduced to the pack.“Um, hey there. I saw you at dinner the other evening, what’s your name?” I asked.“Faith.” She smiled, her eyes glinted with mischief and I had a feeling that she knew she was delaying my much-needed escape back to the solitude of my room with the lone granola bar I had managed to snag.“Okay, Faith,” I said, resigned. If I bumped into Chase, then so be it “How may I help you?”“Oh, no. I want to help you.” She said, emphasizing the ‘you’.“Um, okay? What exactly do I need help with though?
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