CHAPTER 16 —The Mark Awakens
Carolyn
“Drink,” Rowenna said calmly, pushing the cup closer to me. “This one is not poisoned, so you have nothing to fear.” as if her words were supposed to soothe me.
I ran my fingers slowly around the rim of the chipped cup. Steam curled upward in slow spirals carrying the familiar scent of moonspice, soft and faintly sweet. I couldn't help it, the scent reminded me of Alpha Alexander's death and the scene played vividly in my mind.
My mother had taught me to make moonspice tea with her special recipe and the scent of moon spice normally reminded me of her, but this one tragic event had turned the special memory sour for me.
I stared at the tea as though it might lunge at me and Rowenna watched me closely, her eyes glued to me sharp and unblinking. The
