Isabella’s POV
As the black seal landed on the ground, the whole yard fell still.
Nobody moved.
Nobody spoke.
The light of the torch played on the wax, and the Shadowfang crest was not to be missed.
I had a flash that maybe I was mistaken.
It had been weeks of suspicion, weeks of unanswered questions and doubts – and here it was.
Proof.
Actual proof.
Darius was the first to take up the seal.
When he looked at it, his face turned dark.
One of the warriors next to him cursed under his breath.
Ronan was still as a statue.
Too still.
I was looking at him closely.
If I'd only been found out as a traitor, I would have got myself into a mess.
I would've said "no way" right away.
I would have fought, I would have.
Ronan just stood there.
Calm.
Calculating.
As if he knew what h
