Sonya
I left Caleb’s quarters without another word, each click of my heels echoing down the hall like the tick of a clock.
Every step was deliberate, and controlled. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing how much his words had rattled me.
But inside, my mind was already pulling threads, weaving possibilities, trying to see the shape of this unexpected alliance.
Caleb.
In Blackthorn.
With Erick’s blessing or was it Erick’s invitation.
It didn’t fit.
Erick wasn’t merciful, nor was he sentimental tax.
He wouldn’t extend shelter without a reason, and certainly not to someone like Caleb. Their history wasn’t one of friendship; it was one of tension and distrust. And after everything that had happened the fights, the problems…to this sudden camaraderie reeked of something
