Cleo Yates’ POV
Mars had been with his father for hours discussing the goddess only knows what. At least that is what it felt like for me. In reality it had probably only been a few minutes.
Maybe I was a fool. I came back with him, I put faith in him but I couldn’t help but wonder if that was the wrong move. Maybe he wasn’t as trapped and cooreced as he claimed to be, or maybe he was just as bad as his father.
‘Take that back.’ My wolf growled in my head.
‘What proof do we have that he is different, other than his word?’ I asked her.
‘Just a few minutes ago, he could have easily gone along with what his father wanted. It would have been safer for him but instead he stood up to him. He risked his own life to save others.’ My wolf replied.
‘Why couldn’t he have learnt to do that soo
