Muna’s POV
“What am I doing?”
The question hung in the air with the innate brooding within my mind. I was angry with Devin and myself and I partly knew the answer, but wouldn’t want to accept the terms. It wasn’t on any itinerary I could place it in; it wasn’t for me.
I sighed while walking to the hallway leading to my room, guards greeting as I passed by them, turning the corner. The door stood before me when I caught the silhouette of the lady Devin brought to the pack.
“What are you doing here? Lurking around this area would do you no good if the guards find you here.”
She snickered, walking close to me with a smirk on her face.
“What does she want?” I asked within my thoughts, eyeing her movements as if I would deem it dangerous. Maybe sending her away would do best for the both
