Nina
The scent of him clung to my clothes as I hurried through the darkened corridors, my heart thundering against my ribs. Pine and earth... and something I couldn’t pin my hand on.
Something that made my wolf curl her lip in disgust. Each step echoed against the stone floors, a rhythmic reminder of my performance in Jack’s cell.
I wiped away the fake tears, a smirk replacing the concerned expression I’d worn moments ago. Every step away from him felt like a victory.
My plan was working perfectly, like pieces on a chessboard moving exactly where I needed them.
“You did well,” my wolf purred, preening with satisfaction. “He believed every word from you.”
“I know he will.”
“He believes you’re staying to bond with your sister.” Red’s lips curved into a dark smile. “Such a fool.”
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