Enemy… the word had a significance that even I understood, and I suspected it was even more important in a pack like this.
I wanted to ask Ares exactly what would happen to Zaahra now, but I felt like the others would see me as ignorant if I did that. For now all that mattered was the fact she had no right to treat me like I had less value than she did.
Ares retreated to our tent after telling the pack what he had learned, and I was grateful for the chance to get away again.
I knew it was a habit I was going to have to break, but now was not the time.
“You didn’t have to come out for that, Morrigan.”
I disagreed; leaving him to tell the pack his parents had been murdered by the woman he chose as his mate would have been wrong, and I couldn’t do it to him.
“This is my pack, too. And
