August's mouth hung open as she stumbled slowly away from the cell door in shock.
The elders were responsible for the deaths of Graeme's parents. Not only that, but there was someone they were working with—someone who… wanted the alyko?
"Zoe…" August gaped. "Are you saying… are you saying the alyko weren't murdered? Are the alyko alive?!"
Graeme's memories of Maggie flashed through her mind. All of his wonderful, loving memories of her—the way she had comforted him and Greta after their parents were found. And then the trauma he had gone through seeing her and the other alyko dragged off as the pack members who blamed them for the Alpha and Luna's deaths hurled insults and hatred. She could still feel how it had utterly shattered him. And the guilt…
August's lip curled back as a snarl tore out of her throat.
"I wasn't even here at the time, Luna!" Zoe protested and laid her hand against the door. "I don't know if they are alive. It's been years. But they didn't die here."
