She recognized him immediately, even if Esther hadn’t wined at the sight of him. She shouldn’t have been surprised he was in the Tournament and made it to the final four.
She wanted to turn and run. To hide. She met him in the middle and he looked at her warily. Her scared eyes met his cold ones. She shouldn’t have been surprised. There’s no way he could have been happy about her reaction to seeing him that night.
The sun beat down harshly on them, and the barren sands mirrored her empty soul.
“Why?” He demanded angrily.
She didn’t have to ask him what he meant. It meant everything. Why did she run away from him? Why wasn’t she excited? Why wasn’t he good enough? Why couldn’t she have been Silver Pack? She turned her head down and looked away as tears welled in her eyes. She knew what
