I stared at the fake me, Jasmine, on the ground. Warren was still leaning over her. His eyes were half-lidded, but I could see underneath the tears brimming in his eyes. I couldn’t deny that I felt mortified, too. I promised we’d protect her, and I failed to honor my word.
“Everyone! We have all been fooled by the imposter!” Raymond announced, waving dismissively at Jasmine’s lifeless form. He had shifted back and someone had quickly dressed him with a cloak. “The Moon Goddess has sent us the real Ciana just in time. The pack can finish preparing for the arrival of our esteemed guest.”
“Show some remorse!” I snapped, turning to glare at him. “You just murdered a young girl, one that you were using for horrible crimes.”
Raymond scoffed and rolled his eyes at me, he whispered, “She understood the risks of disobeying me. If she wasn’t going to do her part, she was no longer useful.” His voice was so casual and uninterested.
