I tucked the map into the hidden pocket of my tunic and felt the old paper scrape against my skin. My heart was still beating fast from what Silas had told me. Marcus. It was hard to believe he could be the one who betrayed the queen so long ago.
I had seen him every day since I arrived at the pack house. I had watched him stand at Kael’s side and give orders to the guards.
I had trusted him because Kael trusted him. Now, every time I thought of his name, it felt like a cold draft had entered the room. I felt a sense of dread that I could not shake off.
I did not have time to sit and think about it further. The heavy boots of the guards sounded in the hallway and the house was waking up for the evening.
Kael had called for a dinner. It was not a large feast, but it was an important
