Arianna
The road felt strangely empty after my father’s convoy disappeared.
For several seconds, nobody moved. The wolves remained spread across the border, tense and ready, while the six shapeshifters who had stayed behind stood several yards away like they weren’t sure what happened next.
Neither was I.
Mara had bowed to me.
Five others had chosen not to follow my father home.
And somehow I was supposed to know what to do with that.
Easton’s hand settled lightly against my back.
“You okay?”
“No.”
I let out a shaky breath.
“But I’m getting really tired of answering that question.”
His mouth twitched.
“Fair.”
Braxton wasn’t amused.
He looked at Mara, then at the five people behind her.
“Nobody moves farther into my territory until I know exactly who I’m dealing with.”
Mara
