Chapter 151

• [Araminta]
• That was the last time that I met with the Alpha King to negotiate the truce. In the end, the council of witches decided that the second agreement, the one that Chancy had created, seemed like the best compromise and guarantee of success. We knew the pack wolves and what they were capable of doing to us, but the rogues were a mystery. All of the stories we had heard from the borderlands were harsh and cruel, and whether or not they had any truth to them, we decided, as a unit, to go with “the devil we knew,” rather than deal with the uncertainty of “the devil we didn’t know.”
• I was the lone voice in the council room that voted for Channing’s deal. “It’s a chance for us to start fresh, to create a utopia away from the wolves. Channing even promised that.”