Jessica/Tessa pov.
I’ve been keeping a close eye on Anastasia’s movements, and so far, nothing has seemed suspicious. She’s rarely alone, always with me or training with the warriors.
For a moment, I allowed myself to relax. It’s only been three days and I wanted to rub it in Zane’s face for being suspicious of her.
The white clan members were everything but a betrayal.
I leaned back, letting the tension drain from my shoulders. Three days without chaos should’ve felt like a blessing, but my head wouldn’t stop spinning. If it wasn’t Anastasia, it was Paige. If not Paige, then the Silver Shadow tribe. And if not them, then the council itself.
Sometimes I wondered if the real enemy wasn’t outside at all, but the constant suspicion eating us alive from within.
And then there was Zane…
