#Chapter 44: Real Effort

Hannah “Take a seat.” Noah barely even bothered to look up from his computer for more than a moment before giving me demands. I crossed my arms defiantly, jutting my chin out at him. “I’ll stand.” “Alright.” “Why did you send Scott to fetch me instead of just inviting me yourself?” I asked. Noah arched an eyebrow at me, his expression unreadable. “I heard you were volunteering at the soup kitchen today,” he replied, conveniently skirting my question. “I have to admit, I’m a bit surprised you’re actually putting in some real effort for once.” My jaw clenched at the slightly condescending note in his tone. Of course he would find a way to be dismissive, even when I was actively working to better myself and our pack—not that he knew that I had plans to leave yet. Typical. But I wasn’t going to let him get to me. “I’ve decided that I have plenty of extra time to be giving back to the community,” I said, sticking my chin up, “and acting like more than just a troph