Shadows of Betrayal

"A wolf." The noun scraped its way out of Malacor's throat, a hollow, breathless sound.

The older man's features twisted in bitter resentment. "She had been meeting him for weeks. Sneaking past the village borders in secret."

"No." The refusal was automatic.

Othella's father squared his shoulders. "She confessed to all of it in her letter."

"No." Malacor shook his head sharply.

"Othella wou