The entire campsite was eerily silent as we approached it, and I was scared of what might have happened.
It was probably nothing more than the majority of the others being asleep, but I was still afraid and I felt Ares squeeze my hand reassuringly as I tried to calm myself down.
I still saw Zaahra as formidable, and I was scared that she would be there waiting for us, prepared to turn this entire pack against me because of things that were completely out of my control.
At the time I had no idea what was going on, but it was now clear to me that she thought Ares had hidden the truth about me and Zaahra probably thought we were planning on doing something devastatingly humiliating if she didn’t agree to leave him.
That wasn’t true, but it was hardly going to be believable to her or anybo
