Book 2: Chapter 9:

*Reid*

It doesn’t matter how good Zara’s food usually tastes, this time it lacks flavor. Or maybe it’s lacking the privacy of not having everyone staring at me. They sit across the fire as I pick at the food in my bowl, trying not to look up at anyone.

Their eyes have been on me since the moment I slunk back after Raine left me in the woods to sulk. Not that I was sulking, though. Because I wasn