Now
“Sorrel. Sorrel.”
I woke with the two warriors standing over me. I rolled to a sitting position. I was back in the tree lodge. All that had passed between us—every good memory—paled in light of my sins.
“It’s done.”
My gaze flitted between them until Vik explained, “The Alphas passed judgment. You are guilty of harming Rosalind.”
My hands fisted in the blankets.
“Do you wish to know your sentence?”
I didn’t answer. They’d tell me anyway.
Sure enough, Vik squatted close to me. “The penalty for harming a spaewife is death.”
So, I’d been told.
“But since you are a spaewife yourself, the Alphas agreed this is a special case.” He ran his hand over my head. “They also took into account that we had tried and failed to form a bond.”
I flinched and looked away. I did not need to be r
