Finnick paced in his office. Astrid sat in a chair, exhausted. “The rogues attacked when I was gone with our best warriors. That couldn't have been a coincidence! Someone tipped them off, but who would do that? Trent wouldn't have known I was coming or when.”
Astrid looked at her hands. It was time to tell him...
“What is it? I can feel your thoughts in turmoil.”
“When I was kidnapped... Trent told me someone helped him get through the border and helped him find me.”
Finnick whirled around and faced her. His face contorted with anger. “Someone helped him onto my land and helped him get my wife?” His fists slammed the desk. “Damn it, who could've done this? Someone within my own pack?”
Astrid stood and walked toward him. She put her arms around him and leaned her head against his chest
