Chapter 13
- CIARA'S POV
- “I don’t understand,” I said, my voice quieter than I meant it to be. “Why would this be an issue?”
- My father’s mouth was a thin line, his gaze hard as stone. But it was my mother who reached for me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. “Cormac,” she said, her voice laced with a quiet warning, “the war ended. There is peace between our packs now.”