Chapter 72
“Nitro, what are you saying?” the female tiger who showed hostility toward Rylee asked.
“Ghaya, she’s not our goddess. Whatever that stone was, when it was destroyed, I was shown the truth. She is not our goddess. Our deity is a god. She has been lying to us our entire lives!” Nitro thundered.
“That’s not possible,” the woman said.
“It is, because I can sense something foreign in you as well,” Rylee told the woman, her wolf’s eyes fixated on the woman’s neck.
“What?” the woman gasped.
Ryker, ever the pragmatist, shifted his focus. “Nitro, how old are you?”
“Sixty-five,” Nitro answered, the words heavy with wasted years.
“Sixty-five,” Ryker repeated softly, letting the weight of the number settle in the tense air. “A lifetime spent in service to a lie.”
Svetlana, her dar
