That whiny voice. I recognized that voice. One of Edeth’s lackeys, Mik, I think they called him. Insignificant other than his family name, or so it had seemed at the time. Realization of his betrayal dawned, and it was like cold water in my face. He’d been there that day when Shadow had sparred with Fenix’s team. The alphas had treated him as a friend. But here I was, heaving on all fours in the dirt because, apparently, he valued his position more than loyalty. The ground lurched, and I wobbled. Maybe I shouldn’t jump to conclusions. I didn’t even know where I was or what had happened.
SMH. Jump sweetie. Jump.
