She didn’t say anything, and I stormed out. I didn’t even care that Troy wanted me to stay. All I could think about was getting away from the woman who’d left me to rot because a vision had told her to do so.
I made my way down to the cages. While it wasn’t initially meant to be a prison, it certainly felt like one. Light filtered in from only the top of the windows, and buzzing old light fixtures hung from the ceiling. It was cold and dank and entirely unpleasant. Ignoring the captured rogue wolves in the first cage, I sat cross-legged in front of the last one.
Finn.
He was awake, sitting on the floor like me with his back to the cage. His eyes were closed, but I knew he was awake because of the way his hands were fisted at his knees.
“It wasn’t your fault,” I told him quietly.
He di
