She grumbled as one hit the ground but picked it up, keeping her eyes on me. She had tricked Cassius to get here, but I wasn’t falling for it. There was more to her story than she admitted.
“Is this yours?” I asked, holding up a sharp, well-balanced knife I’d never seen before.
“Yes, and I had a water bottle,” she said, licking her dry lips. My chest tightened, but I looked away. I reminded myself my loyalty was to my pack, not some stray wolf trying to pull at my feelings.
I tossed her the bottle. She dropped the trail mix trying to catch it, holding her knife tight instead. Fair enough. I’d have done the same.
I pointed. “Bloodfang is that way if you want to go back.”
She shook her head, her face hard. “They never wanted me. I wouldn’t be welcome.”
I shrugged. “Then maybe try Alloy
