Wolvin:
The others had their mouths open—and rightfully so. I was shocked too. Genevieve wasn’t the type to insult someone. Especially not the rogues.
I had lived with her, loved her, and fought beside her. Not once did she remind me that me being a rogue was too much for her.
“You hate rogues?” Caspian asked, his eyes sneaking over to me so he could make fun of me.
“Who likes them? I mean, I’m practically a rogue too, but I don’t hide in communities. If you want to go rogue, go rogue,” she said, with such a strange twist in her tone. Like all the innocence was gone.
Yet, I couldn’t see her any differently.
“Sure, you’re right,” I didn’t want to disagree with her.
“Good that you agree, big boy,” she shrugged, walking around us.
“Wait—Genevieve—we need to tell you what happened to y
