FAYE
The silence stretched for so long I thought Alexander wasn’t going to answer me at all. He sat there with his hands resting loosely on the wheel, his jaw set, his eyes fixed on the empty stretch of road ahead.
I turned toward him, trying to steady my voice. “Why would Maya be involved in something like that? Spying? Setting me up? She has no reason to do that to me.”
It felt wrong even saying it out loud. Maya had been one of the only pack members who didn’t treat me with open contempt from the start. She smiled when she saw me, brought things to my room without being asked, and tried—at least in little ways—to make me feel less like an intruder. To imagine her standing on the other side of the knife that had cut my purse strap...it made my stomach knot in protest.
Alexander fina
