*Ciana*
I was fading into and out of consciousness, moving between my dreams and reality.
The first thing I noticed was that wherever I was, it did not smell like my room. Instead, it smelled of old wood and musk.
Hushed voices reached my ear.
“This is stupid. There is no telling if this will even work.” The first voice was female. “What if the rumors aren’t true? She will know exactly who we are within seconds.”
“Don’t be such a pessimist, Jennifer. The rumors are true. She went back home. Why else would she be back in her home pack and not at the palace?” another female voice replied.
There was silence for a few moments.
“I still think this is a dumb idea. We could die once they find out. Let’s just kill her and be done with it.”
“We can’t kill her!” The softer female voice exclaimed. “Those were not Luther’s instructions.”
“Is Luther here? No. Why? Because of her!”
