Avery
After my mates kissed me, I pulled away so that I could present my idea. “We now know that the Corra tribe and their allies glamoured themselves and went into hiding, reinventing themselves and mingling into other tribes to avoid death. But what if it goes beyond self-preservation? What if they are infiltrating all of the remaining tribes trying to amass power. Power that Corra herself will use to make her dream of ultimate conquest a reality?”
Cassius strokes my hair, “Little mate, I think that you are right. Perhaps in some weird way, they sensed that you were a threat and that's why they targeted you. Now they know that you have power because you are our mate. Avery, I will die before anything happens to you.”
And that's what I am afraid of. The only deaths that I want to witne
