Sora's POV
Word travels fast around here. By the time I've got the cases by the door, half the royal pack knows I changed my plans.
Including the one person I didn't tell.
I'm loading the transport when Riven shows up.
He doesn't hurry. He never does. He just walks over like he's got nowhere else to be, hands in his pockets, looks at the cases, then at me.
"Heard you're going to Blackwood," he says.
"News travels."
"I'll take you."
I stop what I'm doing. "Excuse me?"
"Blackwood's a mess right now. Whole pack's a powder keg since the treason case. Roads through that territory aren't safe for a woman traveling alone with a kid." He says it easy, reasonable, like he's reading me the weather. "You need an escort. I'm offering."
"You're a royal. Cousin to the Lycan King." I go back to
