She nodded slowly, a small flicker of fire finally returning to her eyes. "I understand, Luna."
I left the Packhouse and headed for the dungeons.
After she was taken back from the hospital, I made it clear that while she was confined, there was to be no hard torture. It wouldn't serve any purpose. I needed her alive, sane, and ready to face the consequences of her actions.
Being there was l terrible memory of where l lost my child but l took a deep breath and did what l needed to do.
I reached Alice’s cell. She was sitting down leaning against the cold stone wall, reading a book.
I stood there for a moment, gripping the bars, unsure what to say. Usually, I went in with a wall of cold anger but today l felt nothing for her.
Alice looked up. She didn’t look scared or manipulative. She
