Reid and I made our way to the patrol meeting place, our hands clasped and our shoes crunching through the snow. He was stonily silent. I stole a quick glance at him—he was staring straight ahead, and the muscles in his jaw were working.
Are you talking to his Wolf? I asked mine.
Yes, she replied. He’s angry about the rogues, that there are more coming.
I chewed the inside of my cheek contemplatively. I couldn’t help but wonder if Manon had really cast a protection spell over our entire territory, or maybe she was only protecting Reid. After all, it had been a while since his last blackout, but it was clear Faustine was still trying.
But why would Manon lie?
“She lied because she doesn’t give a s**t about the pack,” Reid said. “She’s using me.”
“Hmm. Also been a while since you’ve pu
