CHAPTER 203: Betrayed

LYRA

We're twenty minutes out from Waverly territory. Surrounding me is snow and land as far as the eye can see.

We settle on a campsite three miles north of the territory. Rowan sets a fire to keep us warm, but there's not much to keep the chill out.

I'm cold, exhausted, and still trying to process what Reid is doing here.

"They know about the scouts, that they were all slaughtered," he tells me.