Sapphire's POV
I don't sleep that night.
The vial of blood sits in the c***k in the wall, next to the moonflower essence, and I can't stop thinking about it. Whose blood is it? Where did Claire get it? And why did she look so haunted when she handed it to me?
Blood of a traitor.
The words echo in my mind. A traitor to whom? To the pack? To the Alphas? To her?
It's a trap. It has to be a trap.
But every time I close my eyes, I see the Seer's face. Blind eyes somehow staring right through me. A voice like dry leaves.
The false queen is plotting. She wants you dead.
What if Claire is the false queen?
Or what if she's just another pawn in someone else's game?
I need answers. And I'm not going to get them sitting in this room.
Julia is still asleep when I slip out of bed.
The guard
