#Chapter 219: Too Soon

Chris “What’s on your mind?” I shut the bedroom door behind us and turned to see Leonard already standing by the window. The warm afternoon sun spilled across Ava’s white comforter—a strange place to hold a private chat, but without my Packhouse office at my disposal, it was all I had in this little cottage. And Leonard had been adamant that he wanted to speak to me alone—without prying eyes or ears. Strange, I had thought, but I had obliged. If my Beta was so bent on speaking to me privately, then that meant that it had to be serious. Leonard stared at me for a moment, opening and closing his mouth a few times as though struggling to come up with what to say. Finally, instead of settling on speaking, he reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out a large white envelope. His hand shook slightly as he passed it to me. I frowned, taking it from him. “What’s this?” “Open it,” was all he said, his voice hardly more than a gro