The Wolf's Betrayal
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back toward the campfire. The shadowy figure I had seen in the trees had va
range of perception, someone . . . something stayed my tongue. I wanted to ask him if he had seen the figure
e camp, there, leaning against a tree,
ul, and remote. I felt drawn to him like a gravitational
re," he said in a monotone. "I told you I wasn't going," I shot back, meeting his stare head not. Kael's jaw clenched
ut our very esteemed alpha." Kael squinted now, and for a moment, it appeared as though he may explode with rage against Ren. But then he turne
top myself, I spat out, "Haunted by betrayal?" His gaze quickened from me to G
e exiled; I and my mom are exiled too." There was a sharp gaze immediately. I said
eemed like he had built walls with such height and
ut revenge." He whipped his head toward me, his eyes sharp and piercing. "What do you know about revenge?" I swallowed. I could feel the weight of his question settle on me. "I know t
gh, low and rough. "Justice," he murmured. "What a beautiful lie." I took a step closer, emboldened. "Maybe it doesn't have to be a lie
ng you've built, everything you've fought for, just because someone decided you didn't fit their mold?" I
d as I scanned the shadows for any sign of motion. But there was nothing. Only a dense, dark forest stretching bound
ows. Recognition twisted my stomach; it was the same figure I had. The stranger was tall and slender, his fac
livid shiver raked its way down my spine. "Kael," the stranger said, pouring contempt into his voice. "Long time-no-see." Kael's jaw clenched audibly, radiating har
s and seemed taut and ready to explode. "And what do you want?" he demanded, dangerously low. "I thought I'd just pay you
epped forward with blazing eyes: "Get lost." But Loren laughed, as though he had expected this response
plications of what she had just seen. On Loren's wrist, a tattoo seemed to stare back at her - a symbol she recognized
s eyes locked onto Kael's, her heart racing with questions. What did this mean? Wh
placed by a mask of indifference. "You shouldn't be here, Loren," Kael repeated, his voice mean and
pside down, and she couldn't help but wonder wha
er connection t