~Jenetta’s PoV~
Tamir is trying to wear me down.
As soon as I’m told I have to march miles into the forest to meet with him, I know that’s what he’s up to, especially since I could have sworn I heard the deep rumble of his voice when the guard thought I was still asleep. He was right there, but he’s insisting on making me go to him. It’s a power move that wouldn’t be out of place in Evie’s handbook, exerting his will for no other reason than because he can.
He must think I’ll find it a challenge, but he doesn’t know that hiking is one of the few activities my father allowed me to do. In his private lands beyond the pack house, no one else from the pack would see me, so I was allowed to wander there with Patrick as a chaperone. Over many years, I built up a good stamina for it, and even
