Cassandra's POV
I made it to the tree line before my legs stopped working properly.
Not physically stopped. They kept moving. But there was something wrong with the way the ground felt under me and the way the air tasted and the way my chest had been doing since I walked past Sebastian in that doorway. It was the same thing that had been sitting in the wrong place since last night when he said I needed to leave and I had watched something almost say itself in his face before it didn't.
The pack's driver had taken me as far as the south gate in silence. I had told him I would walk the rest. He had looked uncertain. I had told him again, and he had let me go.
There was a path from the south gate through the outer pack lands that led to the road. I had walked it once before, weeks ago, tr
