CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE The OneI winced. Sorrel’s assessment sounded harsh as the words hit the air, but I saw nothing to counter them. Kuiti’s brave warrior babbled like a fool and ran his fingers across his eyes as though smudging the illusion from his memory. My sigh sounded miserable. “Pull yourself together, Awamutu,” I commanded, my tone weak.
“His mind is gone.” Sorrel slapped his thighs and his shoulders slumped. “I knew it.”
Lily huffed a breath filled with indignation. “Says the boy who flew into a drift on his first time out. If I hadn’t shifted and come to your rescue, you’d be frozen solid.”
Sorrel’s eyes widened and he blinked, looking to me for support. “She was naked. It was horrible.”
“Oh.” Lily looked down at the flowing nightshirt and sighed. “That’s unkind.” Her chin wob
