Kristin
Kristin
Kiel leaned in close, lifted his chin. “The Hive Unit with your mate, Tyran. That’s Perro.” His voice was no more than a whisper. “He’s been integrated.”
Shit. “So we shoot him?” I whispered back.
He nodded once, his lips tightening into a thin line. “We will not leave him here like this.” Which meant he would kill him, put him out of his misery. “He will die a warrior’s death.”
I wanted to swear, stomp my feet, scream. Anything to let the anguish out. But no. I needed to keep my head. My mates, the others, needed me. I couldn’t let my mates sense anything wrong, especially from me. Besides, they obviously were well aware of Perro’s fate.
I nodded once, more determined than ever to finish this. I was about to tell Kiel that I was ready when the hair on my arms rose an
