Ferrara
"Are we just supposed to pretend that didn't happen?" I said under my breath.
"Ferrara? You are here." London stepped into the clearing. "I just heard about the attack."
"Just heard? Where have you been?"
"In my room, on the damn computer. I still have a pack to run," he countered swiftly.
London was the last alpha I would suspect of treachery, but now it seemed that I was going to suspect everyone. As if she could sense my tension, Violetta put a hand on my back. "I heard your mate was the killer."
"She was with Emerson at the time of the attack. Whoever used a witch to glamour themselves apparently didn't take that into account." Frustration welled up inside me. How long would it be before everyone stopped suspected Violetta of killing?
It was like we were back at square o
