I didn't sleep on it. I'd done enough sleeping on things three years dreaming of Luna vows while everyone around me knew the truth.
By the time the sun came up over the compound, I'd decided.
I found Cain in the yard, watching two of his men work over a stripped-down bike, and I didn't waste words.
"I'm not going to the Founding Moon to save my mother," I said. "And I'm not going to condemn her either."
He turned, slow, reading me. "Those are the only two roads, little wolf."
"No. They're the two roads Damien drew for me." The morning was cold and I felt sharp in it, clear in a way I hadn't been since the rain. "He set it up so any move I make destroys me save her and I discredit myself, expose her and I become the woman who fed her own mother to the wolves. He's counting on me to pic
