Zara Fen POV,
I turned away from the gate, my legs feeling heavy as the adrenaline began to subside.
"He’s terrified," I whispered, my fingers tracing the rough iron of the gate before I followed Silas back toward the house.
Alpha Silas shook his head. "No, he’s desperate,"
I didn't answer, I already knew that.
“He knows he’s losing control,” Silas went on. “If people see the truth, everything he’s said about you falls apart.”
I looked up at Silas. He looked tired. The pressure of the double tax had already strained Downridge granaries, and now Lir was threatening to cut the throat of their future.
“You should stop,” I said.
The words came out before I could hold them back.
Silas frowned. “Stop what?”
“The workshop. The Guild. All of it.” My throat tightened. “Tell them I got si
