Rhea
The fortress felt different that morning.
Wolves didn’t just glance at her now, they stared. Not with plain suspicion like before, but with something different. Their eyes lingered longer. Conversations broke off the moment she came close. Some didn’t even try to hide their words anymore.
They knew something.
And whatever it was… it was about her.
She left her room slowly, walking the same halls she had the night before, when Reid stopped her.
The carvings along the walls caught her fingers again, grooves she didn’t know the meaning of, but tracing them kept her steady.
Two guards at the stairwell shifted when she passed. One looked away, the other didn’t. His nostrils flared, and his eyes narrowed with the same dislike she had felt before.
Her steps didn’t falter. She had le
