“I’m not speaking of Philip. I’m speaking of the Frostborn Pack.” He tilted his head. “They are not the same entity.”
“And that’s where you’re mistaken.” My voice rose despite myself. I sounded more bitter than I had meant to, but when I thought about it, I couldn’t help it. “You’re asking me to protect his cronies and everyone who had benefited from my suffering when not a single one of them bothered to even try to protect me.”
“What about —” He swallowed and took a deep breath. “ I am asking you to think of your children who may be in a very similar position that you were in part of the Frostborne pack.”
I blinked. “ What children?”
He frowned and went to pull another document. He pushed it across the table to me. It was a census of Frostborne.
“Are you telling me this is incorrect
