Confusion is written all over his face as he searches my eyes.
He doesn't see what I see and hasn't come to the same conclusion that I have. Maybe he truly believes what he says or maybe he just doesn't see it clearly from my perspective.
He's given everything to the council - believes in their cause and their protection. He doesn't see that I'm nothing more than a loose end that eventually will need to be tied.
"What happens when this is over?" I reach up grabbing his wrists and pulling his hands off my face, but don't move away, "I can't be turned into a wolf because no one will choose me. I'm a human who'll know too much to just be let go,"
I shrug as if that truth doesn't hurt me. As if I'm not the least bit terrified about the future that lays ahead of me. I may not have seen
