Kayla's POV
The southern ridge was quiet, but it was a good kind of quiet. It was a peaceful, serene quiet. Was this a proper mission? Nothing felt off and there were no lingering scents of any rogues.
Torran walked a few paces behind me, close enough to follow but far enough not to crowd. I was using myself as bait. If anyone or anything was out here, they would think I am on my own.
"So," Torran said after a while, breaking the silence. "You always move like that?"
I didn't turn. "Like what?"
"Like you're always expecting something to jump out the bushes to attack you."
My jaw tightened. "Rogues learn fast, or they die."
He made a thoughtful noise. "Sure. You don't have to do that on pack territory. No one is out to get you. We don't betray our own."
"That is st
