ne
letting the Royal Healer carefully cu
. His chest was rising and falling rapidly
d, Xander. You just didn't care as long as it kept your pack afloat and your pride in
is my mother, Wynne! You humiliated our pack in front
gold paid for," I said flatly, "and then watch, without a
ld confront her later, that you were exaggerating. There was always later." His voice faltered, as if the words sounded hollow even to his own ears. "Serena's dresses were gifts from my mother, and I saw no harm in letting her
blood was running through my veins, growing stronger with every
h my blood. I felt it-an instinct, a whisper-telling me that Xander's threat
itches with Rogues than spend anothe
e. When you discover that without my protection, you cannot survive even in
exactly where he was going. He was going to Se
te to my silver wound. I hissed in pain
sence, retreating back into the depths of my sou
he chamber were pulled back. The gray mor
rply. She carried a silver tray with a
ormal letter to the court this morning. He claims you are suffering from severe jealou
"Let me guess, she play
chuckle. "She practically
of parchment toward me. I picked up a quil
the Rejection. Every stroke of the pen
y name, loud voices echoed i
an Pack! Move aside, guard!"
ak over my bandaged back. I walk
allway. Fiona's royal guards had thei
o not withdraw this Rejection nonsense today, I will have the Obsidian Pack cut off all trad
stepped forward, the coldness in my
a. "Wynne, please don't be so angr
hall. He walked briskly toward us, glaring at me. "Wyn
at and pulled out a fo
Xander said, his voice dropping low. "I found this letter in your
equest, Wynne. Or I will present this to the Supreme Luna
r in his hand. I didn
I slammed the heavy door, the sound of the bolt
ep into my mind, pushing past the pain, until I found the
d the M
called out
voice answered in my head. I am
forming on my lips. Prepare
through my thoughts, soft as falling snow: They thi
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