As soon as I got back to my room, I felt I knew one thing.
Ronan Vale was playing against Lucian.
There was no misunderstanding.
No room for doubt.
I had witnessed the scene. The sealed folder. The council seal. Elder Marcus from Shadowfang. The side entrance secret meeting.
While Lucian was out to destroy the pack, Ronan was feeding information to it.
Or perhaps Lucian forgot, since somehow—
or he was pretending not to know.
Both responses seemed uncomfortable.
I silently closed the door and leaned against it, my brain buzzing with thoughts.
I ought to speak to Lucian.
This was the logical step to take.
He had to discover that one of his advisors among his own was betraying him.
Yet I abode where I was.
The more I thought about it, the more I was second guessing myself.
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