Chapter 61

Morrigan's POV

Valerica returned late after training the troops, the bronze wolf-head gates slowly shutting behind her.

I stood in the shadows of the moonstone citadel, catching the lingering cedar pheromones from her armor.

The bonfire's glow cast everything in a dim, yellow-orange light.

"You could at least put on a better show," I said. "The Ashford family's reputation is being dragged through